Nantucket Red - Winding Down

Sunday morning - another gorgeous day. Clay & some of the guys headed off for golf. The rest of us chilled on the deck. Us New Yorkers had decided we were going to enjoy the day and travel back late night to avoid traffic. I was in a little bit of a funk, honestly and needed to get away. So after a little deck time, the three of us (plus Rupert) hopped in the car and headed to Orleans with the idea of lunch out and a little bike ride.

Rupert with his hair in the wind...


We stopped for lunch at The Lobster Pot, a great little seafood place with a huge front deck and picnic tables. Homemade onion rings to share. Alison had inquired about Steamers, but our waiter's description sounded a little scary, so we opted out. Something about a "membrane" put us off. Our waiter was awesome by the way. Classic Cape Cod-er. Probably late 50s, gray hair in a pony tail, skin weathered by the sun and sea air and the classic Cape Cod accent. A few moments later, he came back with a plate full of steamers and sat down at the table with us. "I'm gonna give you a little lesson," he said. "I'll talk you through." So he gave us instructions and it was awesome. And they were good! I'd never been a huge seafood lover. But now....look out! Alison and I even both ordered Lobster Rolls for lunch. Never done that before either. I knew mom would be so proud.

We had a long, leisurely lunch. That and two margaritas cured my funky mood. And also ate up about 2 hours, so we opted to skip the bike ride and head back to the house, as we had secured a boat ride with CLay for the afternoon, just the four of us.

Got back to the house and rested briefly before heading out in the boat. It was so awesome to have Clay to ourselves for an hour. We packed a bottle of wine and some snacks and headed out.

Clay & Alison



Alison


Me lovin' the boat....


Saw a ton of awesome boats....here's the awesomest one (yes, I know that's not a real word).


More super cool boats






Clay & Alison again...



Hooray for the Cape. And for the weekend extravaganza. Wish we could get there more often...