This morning Jeanine and I slipped away for an early breakfast at Nancy’s Air Field Cafe. This is one of our favorite breakfast spots and overlooks the airfield in Stow. The garden which greats patrons feature herbs that are used in the preparation of meals and a couple of these baby airplane wind vanes.
The view from their front lawn looking north. We brought the kayaks with us and I did a nice five mile paddle to Thatcher Island. It is the one with two lighthouses in the distance. The weather was perfect if a bit hot but the wind coupled with the 2 foot swells made for a nerve wracking experience when I was in open water. For this reason I hugged the coast line and made one quick sprint across the half mile channel. Nico headed south with some of his friends and landed on Salt Island where he did a little cliff climbing.
This morning I played soccer for the first time since injuring my hamstring. Although my game was less than 100% the rest has allowed me to heal. My conditioning needs some real work and the season starts nest weekend. This afternoon the whole famile traveled to Rockport to attend a party at the summer home of one of our neighbors. They have a delightful place that overlooks the ocean.
Explanation of the prior photo (remember this blog is posted in reverse chronological order): Nico and Rory seated in the window of the lodge (the photo is rotated 90 degrees) looking out on the black bear pictured here. The light was low and he was moving quickly after Stephen threw a rock at the bear proof refuse bin he was raiding.
The kids indulged my desire for a family photo. While I am happy to have it, it does not rise to Christmas card quality and I will need to coerce them into another attempt later this year.
Heather, the family historian, made a gift to me of the passenger manifest recording the voyage of my grandfather and grandmother (they came on separate ships) from Italy to America via Ellis Island. I intend to frame this along with a photo of the ship for display in my library. Click the photo for a larger view and see if you can find the entry for Ernesto Calabria.
We enjoyed a final gathering of the family after the sun set. Heather and my father showed old family photos and quizzed the youngsters on their knowledge of our ancestors.
Immediately after diner I gathered everyone for a family photo. The mosquitoes were out in droves and could not have been more annoying. The group suffered through the attack long enough for me to get two photos of everyone and I am pleased with the result.
After lunch my nephew Mario and I ascended Mount Willard in a record time of 36 minutes practically running the entire way. At the top we met up with other members of our party who had climbed up much earlier.