We drove down the coast yesterday, sad about leaving NYC, but looking forward to some “green time” – trees, fields, grass. We got it as we drove. The new campground has a ton of people who come for the whole season, so it’s not our style. Ick. Laid out like a small city, with the streets all straight and even. They’ve packed in the people. We backed in to our spot and smiled and said hi to the guy in the spot behind us – he didn’t even acknowledge us, just stared as we were getting set up. Tried 3 times. Maybe he can’t hear or see.
Drove 8 miles further down the coast this morning to see the lighthouse at Cape May. It was cool; 3 of us had on extra layers. It had rained last night and the sky was cloudy. The lighthouse was tiny! If you look at it online, it’s big. Not in person! So we spent more time walking down the beach than exploring the lighthouse. Beautiful beach, curving along the edge of the Atlantic. Huge ships were going on either side at the point. An old wrecked fort was signed ‘No Trespassing”. Dang.
I said hello to 3 fishermen and asked what they were catching, and the smallest one proudly showed us his catch – a mini shark! Dan was brave enough to hold it, 2 of us actually petted it. Then it was back to the rig to relax!