Vegas baby!!!!

June 23, 2015

      Our plan was when the plane landed in Las Vegas at 930 in the evening we would have time to get a little bite to eat. Things didn't quite work out the way we had planned. When we got to the Hertz rental car counter they didn't have any cars. It was 11 o'clock before we got our car. By the time we got to the Golden Nugget it was 1230 and we were starving. I have to tell you about our day leading up to that.
      First we met up with Bro Steve and Lyndsey at Tentatsu for sushi at 11:30.

As always it was delicious. After lunch we went to Kensington Park to play a round of golf. It was quite busy and we never got to finish our round. And in a strange and twisted show of karmatic energy we only got in 13 holes.

That seems somehow appropriate since it was our 13th wedding anniversary. We took it as a sign.

By the time we got home and packed for our trip Christian was waiting to drive us to the airport. Between the lovely Lisa and I dilly dallying and traffic on the way to the airport it was 5 15 by the time we got there. Our flight to Vegas was at 630. This is where it gets a little bit weird. When the lovely Lisa had booked our flights we weren't sitting together. However the flight wasn't sold out so we asked if there was a chance we could move together. The aircraft attendant, because you're not allowed to call them stewardesses anymore, told us there was only one open row but we were welcome to it. Believe it or not it was row 13! That's settled if we knew what we were going to do. First thing we did was put $10 on number 13 at the roulette table. The fastest $10 I've ever lost in my life. So much for signs from above. I crawled into bed with my wife of 13 years $10 lighter but unbelievably happy. I realize I won the lottery 13 years ago and nothing can ever take that away from me.
      Morning comes early in Las Vegas. I've taken to traveling with a jar of instant coffee. Partly because I really like instant coffee and partly because I'm a cheap bastard. All the rooms now of those one cup at a time coffee makers. I had to run it through twice just to get one cup of coffee. I was on my third cup by the time Lisa got up. We went across the street to Binions and had their breakfast special. We retrieved our tiny rental car from the valet parking at the Golden Nugget and headed down to Caesars Palace. Its my favorite casino in Las Vegas.

Not so favorite that I would pay the premium you need to stay there but still we go there every time you come to Vegas. I never get tired of the moving statues and the incredible ceiling. I watch the lovely Lisa play some slots. Before you knew it it was after 4 o'clock and we were planning on playing in a poker tournament at the Luxor at 830 and I still hadn't ridden the water slide through the shark tank at the Golden Nugget. Video to follow! The pool at the Golden Nugget is my favorite in all of Las Vegas. But first how could we come to Las Vegas and not go to the world famous Gold and Silver Pawn Shop. When we went by in the morning there was a huge line up. The place was very busy in the afternoon but we didn't have to wait in line to get in. It's not as big as it looks on TV but they do have a lot of stuff there.
      By the time we got back to the room we were scrambling to get to the Luxor in time for dinner and tournament. We bought our tickets to the tournament and not left us less than an hour to have something to eat. They make a pretty good half pound burger at the Luxor.
      Time to play poker!! I never got a hand. I was patient and it finally paid off. I was dealt an Ace, 10 and I flopped an Ace,ten. I bet, everyone folded but one guy. A jack came on the river. His ace, Jack beat me. Fricken River Rat. Three hands later I also lost on the river which is why I'm sitting here in the sports book at the Luxor while the lovely Lisa defends the family poker honour. The lovely Lisa is still battling but is now a short stack. Should be back on Fremont Street shortly.
      We are having a great time as we always do when we come to Las Vegas.
      I'm actually writing this blog on my phone. I can only see about six words at a time. Also I don't know if I can put any pictures in. I probably can except I don't know how. If this works out I may continue writing my blog this way. It seems to be a lot less frustrating than me typing. That's unless it comes out looking like crap. Then perhaps I will be typing again. But for today. Now then I'm going to post this I know that the pictures are all screwed up a lot harder to do with the phone than I had imagined. So it is what it is!
That's all I've got
Till next time
Peace out Y'all
   

Squatch and Lisa's excellent adventure

June 16, 2015

Bridgewater backyard

      Today is the last day of this years summer trip. Tomorrow we are on a Delta flight home via Minneapolis. Auntie Janice is taking us down to Philadelphia for our 2:40 pm departure. It's about an hour from Bridgewater. We saw family and friends that we see only once a year. Visited New York City and the Jersey Shore and in general had an excellent adventure.
      We have a tradition when we visit places and stay with family or friends. On our last full day the lovely Lisa makes Paella. If you've never had it it's a rice dish full of seafood, chicken, chorizo and seasoned with saffron. But first there's shopping to do. 

Gone Shopping

      Auntie Janice was kind enough to be our chauffeur for the day taking us to three different markets looking for the necessary ingredients. First stop was Aqui, it's a Mexican supermarket not too far from the house. There we bought the chorizo sausage, Skinless chicken thighs, lemons and limes, peppers, onions Valencia rice and most importantly the Saffron for the Paella. They have a full butcher shop and sell chicarrone fresco. That's pork rind done in sheets instead of little chips, Muey delisioso. I'm going to try to bring it on the plane in my carry on luggage. The lovely Lisa didn't like the way they presented their seafood so we were off to Costco!
      Costco the best store in the world if you want too much of everything! Or a giant hotdog for $1.50. I wanted one but the lovely Lisa and Auntie Janice reminded me that we were going to a Jersey Diner for lunch in an hour. Costco had no fresh seafood so we bought nothing. I did however eat tiny samples of hemp seed and pomegranate juice. Auntie Janice had a short list of things and she purchased that while I stared longingly at the 10 foot hot dog billboard above the cafeteria. 
      Our next stop was Wegmans. An upscale grocery store across town. We bought 2 pounds of Mussels and 2 pounds of Scallops. Auntie Janice already had some prawns in the freezer, 8 -10. That means the number of prawns to the pound. I've seen porn stars with smaller appendages! 
       We stopped off at the house with the seafood, it was 90 degrees again and the seafood wouldn't do well in the trunk. Groceries put away we headed out for lunch. We were going out to the Colonial Diner about 15 miles from Bridgewater so we could stop in and see Kathy after lunch. Kathy had knee replacement surgery last week and we wanted to see her before we left. As Jersey Diners go this one had a limited menu. They only sold maybe 100 different things! Some of the diners have 10 page menus! I couldn't help myself. Nor did I want to. They had my favourite sandwich ever and I'm on vacation. The Monte Christo Sandwich! The king of sandwiches! 

Monte Christo

Okay, the Count of sandwiches. For those of you who have trouble reading the directions on a shampoo bottle, that's a classic tale written by Alexander Dumas. Auntie Janice had an Omelet and the lovely Lisa chowed down on Potato Pancakes and Buffalo Wings. 

Potato Pancakes

I didn't even know Buffaloes could fly! I know that one was muey lamo!!
      After lunch it was off to see Kathy. Kathy is a long time friend of the Decker family and was part of our group that went on the Alaska cruise last year. We saw her when we first got here and she had knee replacement surgery while we were up in Montague. What a recovery she is making! She is mobile and mostly pain free. She lives in a quiet neighbourhood in a town called East Brunswick and she has a very nice swimming pool in her yard. 

Wishing I'd brought my Speedo

"I think we'll stay with you next year" I told her. She said that would be great. I think she thinks I was kidding! I am at heart, a water baby. She has several bird feeders and a peanut dispenser for the squirrels who come up and scratch at her window when it's empty. 

Bluejay at Kathy's

As 3:00 rolled around we said our farewells and took off to avoid rush hour. Which as in most places in the East turns the 20 minute drive into a ninety minute drive. Here's a fun fact. Central New Jersey has the population of the province of Ontario in one tenth of the area! And they all come home at the same time! 
      Back at the house Auntie Janice was in her office catching up on the work she wasn't doing while she drove us around and the lovely Lisa had a power nap on the couch before starting dinner. I went out in the back yard, they have a half acre property, and sat under the Mulberry tree. I never saw a monkey or a weasel!

Monkey/weasel free Mulberry Bush

 I did however see raindrops and actual Mullberries being dropped on me by the dozens of birds eating the berries. I went around the back of their garage were they have yet another garden and found a Robin caught up in the netting that was there to protect the Brussel sprout plants. The Robin was freaking out! I ran into the house to wake up the lovely Lisa to video me saving the Robin. By the time we got back, protected by Uncle Charlies gardening gloves, it had managed to free itself. Stupid bird! It started to rain a little harder which was good because the humidity was at 85% and we were hoping to eat on the front porch.
      The lovely Lisa started prepping the Paella and I watched the news and waited for my turn in the kitchen to make a Squatch salad. 

Chef Boy R Lisa on the Paella trail

There was no rush as Uncle Charlie doesn't get home until 7:00. With the Paella well on it's way and the Squatch Salad made I put together an avocado dressing for the salad and kicked back. The rain had reduced the humidity quite a bit and it was comfortable on the porch now though it was still 82 degrees. When Uncle Charlie got home and saw that Chef Boy R Lisa was in full catering mode and had made Paella for 20 he called Professor Dave and his wife Dani and invited them for dinner. Dave is a University Professor and Dani is a High School teacher. Dani was picking Dave up at the train station on his return from meetings at Yale University in Connecticut.

Paella

 We held dinner for 30 minutes and they arrived just as we were putting the food on the table. 

Dani and Professor Dave

We had as always interesting conversation and caught up on the doings of their grown children who were also on the cruise last year. They had to eat and run as Professor Dave is off to California in the morning.
      The Paella was as always, fabulous. Everyone had seconds and there was still enough for Cousin Laura to eat when she got home from NYC at 10:30. She was kind enough to pick up some things that we forgot to buy when we were in the city last week. She teaches fencing in Manhattan and is considering a full time position she has been offered. I think I told you that she has travelled the world competing and refereeing. She is going to be the U.S. Referee at the Pan Am games this summer in Toronto. 
      I watched Golden State beat LeBron and the Cleveland Cavaliers for the NBA championship, Yay, not a LeBron fan. Then called it a night.

That's all I've got
Till next time
Peace out Y'all

Squatch and Lisa's excellent adventure

June 15, 2015

      As our East Coast vacation nears it's end I find I am running out of juice. I have been having a recurring issue with a cramp in my left calf. I have no idea why it's happening or why it seems to be so isolated but it's really pissing me off! It's not a constant thing, it comes and goes. It's most noticeable when I walk on the loose sand of the beautiful beaches down at the Jersey Shore. It may have to do with the 95 degree and 90% humidity that they enjoy in New Jersey this time of year. I'm losing moisture at a tremendous rate and no amount of hydration seems to make a difference. I'm going through 3 or 4 shirts a day and taking multiple showers. I'm so hot and wet you could cook lobster in the crack of my ass! If it continues when we get home I'll go see my doctor. For now I'll put on my big boy pants and tough it out.
      Like today. We went and played Pitch n Putt Golf  at the course in Bridgewater.

It's a nine hole 1000 yard course with elevated greens attached to their full Championship Course. There was not a trace of wind on the course or any other golfers for that matter and by the third hole I was a soggy mess. The lovely Lisa was all hot and wet as well but it looks good on her!. Kind of sexy! Think Flashdance! The lovely Lisa started off well winning the first 3 holes but then she fell apart as the heat and humidity rose. At one point the lovely Lisa had her shoes of and her feet in a puddle left over from last nights thunderstorm. It took us a little over an hour to do the round with a couple of extra holes and plenty of sitting in the shade. The lovely Lisa was struggling by the end which is probably why I won the skins game even though I never stuck a green. I hit a few but even on the Pitch n Putt the greens were perfect and faster than Lance Armstrong on Red Bull. I have never been so happy to be in the clubhouse. The airconditioned clubhouse! They are on well water at the course and it was ice cold and delicious.
      When Auntie Janice picked us up we went looking for a pair of sneakers for me. At the first store there was nothing I wanted but the lovely Lisa found a nice pair of Silver sandal/hooker heels. They sell a lot more half sizes down here than they do back home. I found a pair of Fila sneakers I liked for $30. The house in Bridgewater has central air and we spent the rest of the afternoon basking in the artificial air. Tonight was Pizza night.

Sausage

Cheese

Uncle Charlie gets home from work about 7 so at 6:45 we ordered the pizza's from a place in Somerville about 5 minutes away.

Waiting for permission

 I made a big Squatch Salad and we steamed broccoli from the garden. The pizza here is so much better than Vancouver pizza. The crust and the cheese are the big differences. Must be the water. A couple of slices, 2 bowls of Squatch salad  and at least half the garden fresh broccoli later we took our evening constitutional at Duke Farms so Uncle Charlie could play in the dirt .

Uncle Charlie playing in the dirt

We had 45 minutes until sunset and it goes down quick out here. Uncle Charlie Andretti is right up there with an 18 year old kid driving a Porsche his Dad gave him and Tijuana Taxi drivers. We made the 15 minute trip in 8 minutes. It's quite the set up they have going.

Pea picking freaks

All of the plots are occupied with Uncle Charlie and Auntie Janice's among the most prolific and lush. We have been eating so much fresh from their garden it has inspired me to plant lettuce. When you pick it from the lettuce barrel, wash it and make a tuna wrap. I just started to salivate. I just made a salami lettuce wrap with chedder. I hope I didn't keep you waiting too long?
      The garden have a couple of semi-permanent guests in the form of two female Killdeer who have made themselves at home in the cedar mulch of the garden beds.

Killdeer Moma

If you get too close she puffs herself up as big as she can and screams at you to scare you away.

Beat it asshole!!

I got some good pics because I have long arms. The second Bird was a little too used to people.

Not too worried

4 egg omelet?

I had to poke her with a stick to get her going! Just kidding!! Sheesh!
      When we got home we watched the Blue Jays lose to the Mets, again! Canada's Women tie with Netherlands. After Canada, I cheer for whichever team has girls with boobs. That might just be me? Then I watched the Blackhawks win the Stanley Cup while Uncle Charlie slept on the coach and Auntie Janice, the lovely Lisa and Cousin Laura solved the worlds problems, all the result of  men not listening! To women!! I ended up watching a bad movie "John Carter" and then watched a news show because I wanted to know more about the shark attacks. They kept showing the blurb until the end of the show because they know we're a blood thirsty bunch! Auntie Janice sat up waiting for the story with me. Escaped convicts, Hillary bashing, Black on Black violence everything but Shark attacks!! All that other shit happens every day!
      When they finally get to the shark story it's a picture of a girl all wrapped up that they show from three different angles and a 2 minute interview with a guy who makes his living filming sharks!! Needless too say, in his expert opinion, those teenagers should not have been having fun in waist deep water in the 90 degree heat. What a Twat!

That's all I've got
Till next time
Peace out Y'all

Squatch and Lisa's excellent adventure

June 14, 2015

Happy at Sandy Hook

      It's been 90 plus degrees here in New Jersey for the last 5 days so we did what everyone in New Jersey does when it's like this. We went down to the shore. Again. Believe me I'm not complaining. I was so tired last night I wrote 2 paragraphs of my last blog and went to bed at around 11:00 pm. I was up at 6:00 am and writing. My laptop is being very uncooperative with the picture thing. I hope it will work better today but I don't know yet. I always write it first then add in the pictures. Before we get to the shore I had already had a full day. I finished writing my last blog around 8:30 am and went down stairs to make a cup of instant Joe. Uncle Charlie was just in the process of getting his day started. "I'm going to the garden to water and plant some pumpkins and squash" he said to me. "I'll come with you" I said for no apparent reason. Auntie Janice made her way into the kitchen about the time we were headed out the door. That delayed our departure for about an hour while they discussed who was going to do what in preparation for today's trip to the shore.
      Once again we were on our way when Cousin Laura came down stairs and said she would go to do the shopping with Auntie Laura if she could wait until she had a shower. It was now 9:30 so I went upstairs and woke the lovely Lisa. Then Uncle Charlie and I made our escape to the relative peace and calm of the Duke Estate Community Garden. I had a list of things I was to collect from their plot of land. Lettuce, kale and celery. I didn't have my phone or my camera so I have no pictures. Just in case I can make the picture thing work I wanted to give you a little advance notice. Their garden is wonderful. Uncle Charlie is a chemical engineer and his knowledge of soil additives is all encompassing and all organic. He uses clam shells to control the PH levels in the soil and cow shit to fertilize it. He has by far the most productive plots in the garden.
      When we got there he went to his third plot. He's all over the place. He sent me to his regular plot to pick the stuff that Auntie Janice had on her list. When I had done that I was to water all the plants. It's 10 am and it's 90 degrees. I put on a straw hat that was in his gardening box and got too it. 90 minutes later I had three big bags of produce and everything was watered. I ate some delicious peas off the vine as I finished the watering. I caught up with Uncle Charlie just as he was finishing up planting the pumpkins. "I promised John I would water his stuff" he said as I approached him dripping with sweat and more than ready to go." I have to water Peggy's plot as well so you go do John's and I'll do hers" As I watered John's garden I ate strawberries and tomatoes that were ripe and I must say delicious!
      "I need to wash the van before we go down to the shore so we stopped at a muey deluxo car wash on the way home. They had free coffee!
      When we got back to the house the 3 girls were in the middle of a gabfest. I had said I was going to make tuna salad for beach side lettuce wraps. I whipped up a batch with onion, pickle and a little hot sauce and then loaded up the cooler and the van and a mere 60 minutes later we headed down to the shore about an hour away. But first we had to stop by Costco to add air to the vans tires. Now we were on our way for sure. Halfway there with the airconditioning on stun the van started to overheat. Uncle Charlie turned off the air and we limped into a WAWA station. That's like a 7-11 truck stop for those of you not familiar with New Jersey. You could hear the coolant bubbling when we opened the hood though the overflow jug was not empty. After we got coffee's and stuff we added some water to the overflow container and that seemed to fix the problem. We also left the air off.
      It's $15 to get the van into Sandy Hook State Park. Some beaches on the shore charge that per person! We pulled into our parking space about 2:30 and with a giant cooler, 5 chairs, 3 umbrellas and numerous beach bags we struggled our way through the mass of humanity that was littering the beach in an attempt cool off. Uncle Charlie and I found an open spot big enough to set up our stuff while the girls tried to find something better. "There's a lot of people here" they said in unison. "There's a lot of people everywhere" Uncle Charlie and I said as we started setting up the umbrellas and chairs. By the time we were set up I was shirtless and headed for the water with Uncle Charlie hot on my heels.

      The water was refreshingly brisk. I felt my testes suck into my body as I hit the water with a headfirst dive into a rolling breaker.

It took a couple of minutes for my body to acclimate but then it was great. We were in the water for about 20 minutes when we got the nod from the girls that we should eat something. I made tuna salad lettuce wraps and we enjoyed watermelon and cherries.

I read for a little while then headed back into the water after berating the lovely Lisa for coming 3000 miles to the Jersey Shore and not going in the water. I turned around and there she was

. " I didn't want to hear about this for the rest of my life" she said, possibly with good reason! We frolicked in the surf for 15 minutes or so but then the lovely Lisa was getting cold. The water temperature was about 65 degrees.

      We walked along the beach. Not only enjoying the smell of the ocean but also picking up dead things so we could get that smell on our hands too!

 From the far end of the beach we had a good view of Manhattan. We could clearly see the Freedom Tower and the Empire State Building.

Sandy Hook with Manhatten in the background

The zoom on our camera is not powerful enough to get a close shot without a tripod. When we got back to our spot the girls were ready to go. It was almost 7:00 and Auntie Janice had supper planned. There was some talk of staying down for the sunset but that was squashed like a bug.

Auntie Janice and Cousin Laura ready to go

On our was out we did stop at the Bay side of the Hook and watched the Para surfers doing their thing.Auntie Janice and cousin Laura stayed in the Van while Uncle Charlie, the lovely Lisa and I risked life and limb to cross the road for a better view.

      We tried to get up to 2 lights, a double lighthouse on top of the highlands but the road was closed. We made the long drive home sun burnt and exhausted. I had a shower as soon as I was through the door while Auntie Janice made a dinner of Mussels fresh peas, broccoli and corn on the cob.

 After dinner Uncle Charlie and I watched The Hobbit on TV. We called it a night when it ended at 11:30.

That's all I've got
Till next time
Peace out Y'all

Squatch and Lisa's excellent adventure

June 11 - 13, 2015

      Papa Dawg's birthday bash took place on Thursday. While Joan was out shopping for some last minute supplies, the lovely Lisa was putting together a buffet dinner for 50.

 It didn't matter that there were only a dozen people in attendance. That's what caterers do! She has told me many times that her biggest fear was running out of food before everyone has had all they can eat, and then just a little more. I pulled the folding table out from the basement, spread a few chairs around the big room then took the rest of the day off. I watched some TV, played some guitar and finished the book I was reading. All the while Chef Boy R Lisa was working her kitchen magic. 

      By the time Joan was back with the birthday cake most everything was done. First the lovely Lisa took 4 pork tenderloins and marinated them Asian style. She then put together a meat tray, a cheese tray and a fruit tray. She boiled, peeled and deveined about 60 of the biggest prawns I have ever seen.

 From the gulf not from Asia. The guests were due to arrive at 5 so at 4:30 she made these endive leaves with cream cheese, smoked Salmon and capers. These were amazing! When the guests arrived they didn't last 5 minutes. 

      As the guests arrived I was put in charge of the music. The closest Joan has to rock n roll was Neil Diamond. That's like calling toast and ketchup pizza! At about 7:30 there was a noise from the drive as one of Joan's neighbours pulled up in a 1968 fully restored Road Runner.

Fred was a retired carpenter who worked in the film business in New York. When he wasn't hitting on the lovely Lisa he was guzzling Irish Mist by the pint. He invited the lovely Lisa to come for a ride in his car which she accepted for both of us. Not what Freddy the weasel was expecting. Still, I got to ride in a nice old car and the lovely Lisa's honour stayed intact. 

      Everyone there was retired. They were all very interesting people. A retired opera singer, a pharmacist and a guy so old he couldn't remember what he used to do.

 At about 11 Maria, who lives across the street was escorted home by Fred the weasel. She's 87 but Freddy still gave it a shot. When he got back he asked the lovely Lisa to drive him home because he was drunk. The lovely Lisa asked me to drive him and she would follow and pick me up in Joan's car. When I went out to the car the disappointment on his face was obvious. "I'm going to drive you home, Fred" I said. "Nobody drives my fucking car!" he said as he tore off, thrush pipes tearing up the peaceful neighbourhood. We know he made it home because we saw him driving the car the next day. Everybody drives drunk around here! It's so sparsely populated that there are no local police and the state troopers take 45 minutes to get there even when they're needed. It's like slipping into a time machine and waking up in 1969! All in all it was a pretty good party. Joan and Lisa started cleaning up while Papa Dawg and myself plunked on the guitars. The lovely lisa and I bought him a couple of guitar lessons and 2 guitar stands for his birthday present.

      One of the best things about not drinking is waking up without a hangover. Papa Dawg couldn't say the same thing. He had arranged to take us over to see Uncle Paul Garden Gnome one more time at 11. Coffee in hand we made our way in near silence to Uncle Paul's place. He took off for a business meeting and I asked him to be back in 2 hours. I love Uncle Paul but he doesn't hardly ever leave his place. When Papa Dawg returned I hopped in his car to go to the house he owns at the airport he owns to get his WiFi working. Uncle Paul was going to drive the lovely Lisa over as soon as he finishes his beer.

      Papa Dawg's place at the airport is largely unlived in.He goes by every day to check on his mail and play on his computer.

He sold his planes 2 years ago. Between the cost of fuel, no where to go and the increasing regulations, not to mention crashing his plane on the Adirondack trail 5 years ago he was done punching holes in the sky!

 His neighbour was allowing him to  poach WiFi for free but Papa Dawg was having trouble hooking it up. I had just connected him when Uncle Paul Garden Gnome arrived with the Lovely Lisa in his Mercedes.

He came in said hello and left.A very strange little man.
      We left the airport and drove over to Hawley Pennsylvania with the modem I had removed so Papa Dawg could cancel his Internet now that he was poaching the neighbours.
      Dinner tonight was a Chinese Buffet in Milford. There was a line up out the door and 2 guys having a BBQ at their truck in the parking lot of the motel next door. It seems that motel has no mirrors.
The Chinese place had fish. On the buffet too!
      We spent the rest of the night watching TV and talking. We were leaving Montgue in the morning. headed back down to Bridgewater New Jersey to Uncle Charlie and Aunt Janice's place. We left at 10 and the 90 minute ride just flew by. As usual, once we were unloaded Papa Dawg got in the car and drove away.

Asbury Park Beach

      We rested up for a few minutes then Uncle Charlie suggested we go down to Asbury Park on the Jersey Shore for an Art and Music crawl. We never saw any art and the only music we saw was 2 hippies on a street corner busking. We did however find an overpriced/underwhelming restaraunt for dinner. After dinner we went down to the beach where there were dozens of dogs and people fishing. We saw a guy catch a Ray which he threw back then decided to go up the shore to Sandy Hook where you can watch the sunset with the skyline of New York City in the background.

      At the end of Sandy Hook is Fort Hancock.It's an abandoned army base that has fallen into disrepair like much of New Jersey. A 15 minute hike down to the water and it was worth it. The skyline was quite a ways off but the sunset was really nice. There were a lot of Horseshoe crab shells on the beach and several areas were closed off to protect nesting birds.
      On our way out we stopped at the 200 year old lighthouse and started to make our way back to Bridgewater. As we crossed the bridge over the river we saw a crowd of people gathering and discovered that tonight was a boat parade. We parked the car and had icecream as we watched the boats go by. Honking there horns and waving to the crowds. I don't know what else happened. I fell asleep in the car as soon as it started moving
Having picture problems, Damn!
That's all I've got
Till next time
Peace out Y'all