Summer vacation was delightful. Dave and I spent a week in Narragansett, Rhode Island where our days began with a run, morphed into some beach time, turned into a lounge-in-bed-with-a-book-kind-of-afternoon (or perhaps if we were feeling up to it, a –slightly-more-active-day-with-some-bike-riding), and then wrapped up with dinner and a walk. There was some diversion though, like a day spent on Block Island or a night at Theatre by the Sea, but for the most part this year’s summer vacation was all about relaxing!
Dave grew up spending his summers in Narragansett, and this little town holds a very special spot in his heart. Think of this as the location for Dave’s glory days – Life Guard Captain, summer love and lots of shenanigans that he and his friends always reminiscence about… basically it was the good ole carefree days of his youth!
I feel fortunate to get to spend a week every summer with Dave and his fam in Bonnet Shores, a sleepy little neighborhood that comes to life during the summers. It is a quintessential New England beach town with a small pocket of private beach-front, a homemade ice cream shop, beach clubs, and beautiful Cape Cod homes.
We were in need of a low-key vacation, so we decided to not rent a car this year and only rely on bikes to get us to and fro. We were forced to stay local (or ride as the passenger) instead of running around trying to see everyone and anyone in 7 days time. We hosted a party, where everyone came to us. Forty of Dave’s closest friends came! They are already talking about next’s years event. (Sorry, no pictures were taken!)
The highlight of the trip for me though was a day spent on Block Island. This island has to be one of the coolest places I’ve been to in the States.
We take the first high speed ferry leaving Point Judith arriving to Block Island around by 9 am. We bring our bikes and set out to explore for the day.
The island is pedestrian friendly, and even though the roads are narrow, the drivers are used to lots of bikes and walkers. The hills make the bike ride double as a workout, which is always nice!
I’m easily distracted though, and when I spotted a family exiting “the bush,” I hooked a u-turn and insisted we go see where the path led.
I love hiking. I love hiking even more when I head down a path that I have no clue where it ends. Don’t worry. Safety first.
The family we saw leave the path told us the trail went “on and on” but eventually led to the water. How exciting!
We stashed our bikes and set out on a journey! Not knowing how long this would last, we grabbed some water and snacks and set off. If my friend Lorelei would have been with us she would insist we bring a cucumber. That is required food when hiking she claims. The refreshing cucumber hits the spot once you reach your destination or on a break. Try it out.
The trail was on private land, but there was a sign welcoming hikers. There were lots of intertwining paths with no signs offering any sort of direction, so we just picked a way we thought might lead to the water and went for it. Dave and I tried to mark each turn so we could get back, but we were making so many twists, we just said to hell with it, and kept trucking along.
Oh, the adventure.
There were trees on both sides of the trail with heavy foliage, so we couldn’t see where we were going. We did come to a pond, which we will call “Lily” and we took a rest and enjoyed the scenery. It was magical. And I swear I was only on granola bars.
We kept on trekking determined to hit the water. About an an hour later, we came to this. And the reason why hiking is so amazing.
At this point we realized we had been on the road less traveled, which is the way I prefer to enjoy nature, but found ourselves on a main trail along the rocky cliffs heading back with some fellow hikers. There was no way we could navigate back on “The Maze” to our bikes without being gone for hours. And we were starting to get hungry.
We hiked back along the shoreline and came across a deserted home perched high on the cliff. We stopped to enjoy the view on their front porch, where I’m sure many privileged Block Island teens have enjoyed their first beer or first kiss. I could get used to living up here!
After a few hours, we made it back to the main road, where we were a mile away from our stashed bikes and the secret path that lured me in for this adventure. I was ready to stick out my thumb and hitch a ride back to our bikes, but before we knew it, we were at the trail head where it all began.
After grabbing our wheels, Dave and I headed into town where we dined at Froozie’s Juice Bar and Cafe, one of the few vegan friendly joints on BI.
We spent the afternoon lounging at the beach, and then boarded the ferry back to Port Judith.
Maybe next year we’ll actually make it to the National Wildlife Refuge.