Where the Heck is Cuttyhunk?

If you’re not from the greater NY/Massachussetts area, you may never have heard of Cuttyhunk. Oh sure, everyone has heard of Martha’s Vineyard and Nantucket . . . but Cuttyhunk is not exactly a household name.  It is actually a pretty cool little place. Not a whole lot happening there, but after Block Island, that was okay for a day.  Speaking of Block Island, I have a piece of old business that I forgot to include in the last post. This word in from Block Island:

The Minnow has been found! The Minnow has been found!

Moving on to new business: Cuttyhunk.

For those who know south Jersey well, it’s like the Strathmere of the Elizabeth Islands meaning it is the road less traveled and a little funky. What are the Elizabeth Islands? They are a little chain of chunks of land off the Rhode Island/Massachussetts coast. Cuttyhunk is at the very southwestern tip of them. Some people might say, “I spent a week in Cuttyhunk one day,” and I almost borrowed that line, but that seemed a little harsh. It’s a very pretty place. We thought we would grab a mooring ball, but they were VERY close together and we saw a good spot to anchor close by instead. There is a seafood place that delivers to your boat, which sounded like a great idea! And then we saw that they were charging $22 for a half dozen oysters . . . yeah, I can eat pasta on the boat again. We did, of course find the ice cream place. We didn’t know exactly how long we would stay in Cuttyhunk . . . after spending the afternoon, we knew a few hours to roam around in the morning and we’d be good to go.  The highlight was the hike (very hot!) up the hill to the Fishing Camp that is known for having once been visited by Teddy Roosevelt. Here are some sites and scenes:

Here is scenic Cuttyhunk

Mooring field by day . . .

…and a beautiful sky over the field by night.

Some day I will tire of taking sunset pictures . . . but not yet!

This is the lawn leading up to the main building on the Fishing Camp. Check out the planters. Really? A toilet? That’s Cuttyhunk . . . just a little different.

Inside the Fishing Camp – a step back in time.

Although the Fishing Camp operates as an inn, it is open to the public for breakfast. This was our view . . . amazing!

Considering how valuable this real estate must be because of the scenic view of water all around, it has a funky mix of old and new – well cared for places and not so tidy places! It’s an odd little place.

On our hike . . .

Frank admiring the view.

We enjoyed the quiet refuge of funny little Cuttyhunk for an overnighter. My sister, Triana, had saved an article about Cuttyhunk for us  months and months ago. I believe it referred to it as a
“forgotten island.” We won’t soon forget you, Cuttyhunk.

We find good company with the commercial fishing vessels on our way to Martha’s Vineyard.

Next post, a catch up of several places we have been in the last week or so . . . since we are actually now in MAINE!