Yesterday, I left you all after we made a stop at my favorite antique shop in the area that focuses on beautiful old coastal treasures and nautical art…. Today, we are headed for one of the nicest sea strands in MA. Plum Island, is not really an island. In point of fact, it is a barrier reef. It has been developed into many tiny little old cottages and then developed further with some interesting modern monstrosities. You also have the Mcmansions of the wealthy that line the bluff along a portion of the strand. On Plum Island you will find a couple small restaurants and one inn, and some beautiful beaches.
Plum Island, is hopping all summer with tourists and all kinds of fun. In the winter it slows down to only a few hundred people max. And do they ever band together! New England winters are tough and friendships are one of the core things that get us through. Warm little parties and working together as they do on Plum Island during storms that keep carrying the houses away. One day, the ocean will win. But for now the brave Plum Islanders will keep fighting nature as it seems to attack them harder every year.
Plum Island, can be reached only by one single long road that runs along the Merrimack River, all the way to Plum Island. If you watch on your left, you see bits of the river, and on your right the road is lined with old beautiful houses, the kind they no longer build… We take this route every chance we get, our dogs love to run on the beach at Plum Island during the off season when dogs are allowed.
We enjoy games of fetch and “pass the puppy” pass the puppy is best played with our large dog Yoda, Dr. Primrose will go long with his portion of the treats and I will stay put. Then we send Yoda running back and forth between us. He loves it. Avery, is always interested in any game that involves something getting thrown. But he too will engage in pass the puppy for some treats.
And you had better believe Yoda, was smiling even bigger.
And up above, almost invisible to the naked eye, the sea gulls fly making themselves known with their screams more than their visibility.
And now, it is time to turn around and head back to the car before the autumn light disappears….. But we will make one final stop, tomorrow, before this trip through Newburport and Plum Island is finished.