Tuesday, October 7, 2008
On our way down the coast toward Boston, we stopped once again at Gloucester Harbor for breakfast at a small cafe across the street from a popular place called Pavilion Beach.
As we were enjoying our breakfast Linda saw a woman standing near the beach, feeding the seabirds. She had a large container of some kind of feed. She would throw a small piece of whatever it was into the air and the seagulls would catch it in their beaks before it fell to the ground.
Another treat for us came as darkness fell last night and these two light houses on Thatcher Island began to send their beams of light out across the surrounding sea.
We kept our large windows open to enjoy the sound of the surf washing against the rocks below our room. The night sky was alive with stars, there being very little reflected light coming from either Gloucester to the south or Rockport to the north.
This was such a choice place to stay for our last night on the seacoast.