I had the pleasure this past summer to take the high-speed ferry to Nantucket Island, off the coast of Cape Cod, Massachusetts.  It was a different world with its cobbled streets, wood-shingled houses, abundant whale pants, and whaling history.  One place I had wanted to visit for years was the Nantucket Whaling Museum, which details the island’s roller coaster dependency on the hunting of Sperm Whales throughout the 1800s.  It was well worth the wait, especially to marvel at the size of the skeleton of a baby Sperm Whale hanging in the museum’s great room.  Of course the beaches of Nantucket were not to be missed.  At the suggestion of our Inn Keeper, we took the Wave bus to Siasconset Beach on the eastern side of the island.  It was pleasantly secluded, however, the tide was churning in an odd red plant that a regular islander said rolls in every few summers to this side of the island.  Thus, we didn’t make it far into the water, leaving lots of time for a lengthy stroll on the beach.
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I had the pleasure this past summer to take the high-speed ferry to Nantucket Island, off the coast of Cape Cod, Massachusetts.  It was a different world with its cobbled streets, wood-shingled houses, abundant whale pants, and whaling history.  One place I had wanted to visit for years was the Nantucket Whaling Museum, which details the island’s roller coaster dependency on the hunting of Sperm Whales throughout the 1800s.  It was well worth the wait, especially to marvel at the size of the skeleton of a baby Sperm Whale hanging in the museum’s great room. 

Of course the beaches of Nantucket were not to be missed.  At the suggestion of our Inn Keeper, we took the Wave bus to Siasconset Beach on the eastern side of the island.  It was pleasantly secluded, however, the tide was churning in an odd red plant that a regular islander said rolls in every few summers to this side of the island.  Thus, we didn’t make it far into the water, leaving lots of time for a lengthy stroll on the beach.