We woke to a rainy day - I'm glad we walked around yesterday... We were eased into the day by a cannon shot, a ferry horn, goose honks, and multiple wakes. I've taken to calling the early hour 'geese o'clock', since they LOVE to start the day at 5am with a loud salvo. I think I prefer the cannon fire.
One of the first things you notice about Mac Island is the smell of horses manure. Having spent my tweens as a horsewoman, I quite like that smell. But I do realize that it might be an acquired taste. Given that as many as 600 horses live/work on the island during the summer, it's a big job to keep the place clean. Everything is scrubbed down during the night (like Disney Land) and during the day the shovelers are hard at work. Here is a street sweeper - I am not making that up.
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| All the manure gets composted. No wonder the flowers are amazing! |
First stop was the library, of course. How cute is it?! Plaid carpet, a view and comfy chairs in front of the fireplace. I'd spend a day or several here...
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| Random door - I love doors, as most of you know. |
Walking up the sweeping road that leads to the Grand Hotel, you come first to the Little Stone Church.
It's very small and cozy inside, with interesting stained glass.
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The Grand Hotel is a National Historic Landmark, and you can't go into the hotel or onto its famous 660' long porch (world's largest) without being a guest, or paying $10/person. I am too cheap for that, so I just skulked around until no one was looking and walked up to take this shot. Rick hid in the bushes and pretended not to know me...
| Horse and wagon topiary! |
Next we hiked over hill and dale to get to Arch Rock. We cruised by it yesterday so we could get a pic from the water.
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| Three-in-hand |
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| This is what a traffic jam looks like on the island! |
Late afternoon the rain moved in again, so we quickly took some pictures of the harbor and then booked it for the comfy (albiet bouncy) boat.
| You can see Blue Horizon right above the 'x' in this sentence, on the outside of the dock. |
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| Later we zipped over to 'America's Oldest Grocery Store' to get dinner fixings. I hope the produce is not America's oldest. |














You love doors. I love small old churches with a bit of stained glass! That one looks gorgeous.
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