On Friday I told Adam that we were going on an adventure on Saturday and that he would need to wake up at 2:45 a.m., make us some coffee, and be ready to leave no later than 3:15.
At 3:10 a.m. on Saturday, we grabbed our coffees and a few breakfast burritos and headed out the door. We drove to Rockport, Massachusetts, which is about an hour and a half away, but it's supposed to be one of the best places to watch the sunrise, and it looked like a cute little town.
We arrived before dawn and headed out to the beach with our cameras. It was cold. So cold. We bundled up in a blanket and took pictures.
The last time we tried to watch a sunrise was when we went to the top of Mt. Haleakala on our honeymoon. We ended up missing the actual sunrise because we both had to go to the bathroom really bad. This time, we were not going to make that mistake again.
We saw the sun come up, and thought, "Now what?" It was still only about 5:15 a.m., cold, and nothing was open yet. So we took more pictures.
The problem with eating breakfast at 3 a.m. is that you then need second breakfast, so at 6:30 a.m. we found a little cafe that was open. Most of the clients were in their 70's or older. We suddenly understood why "early bird special" dinners start at 4 p.m. We ate, went back to the car, and napped.
Around 9:30 it finally started to warm up, so we got out of the car, walked around a bunch, and took more pictures.
There is a wharf there called Bear Neck, which has a nice little collection of art shops, galleries, jewelry stores, and other businesses that are great to just go wander around in. We went in several shops, took more pictures, wandered through the Scandinavian Festival, and decided to get lunch.
We ate lunch at a place at the end of the neck and decided that was enough sun for the day. One more parting shot before leaving Rockport.
On the way back, we stopped at a place called Russell Orchards, which is a u-pick type farm with many animals you can look at, a country store, and wine tasting. What surprised us about the wine tasting was that it was not grape wines. First we had a dry, non-carbonated cider. It wasn't very good. Then we had strawberry-rhubarb wine, peach wine, blackberry wine, and strawberry wine sangria. The best out of the bunch was the strawberry wine sangria, but even that wasn't great. It made us really miss wine tasting in Calfornia!