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We left Newport as we again admired Castle Hill, this
time on our port. We managed to have a glass of wine there several days
ago as that is tradition. We arrived in Cuttyhunk around 1600 and
anchored near the breakwater. We did little other than enjoy the
scenery and the passing boats. The mooring and anchorage in the basin
is quite crowded and we do not like crowds so the breakwater is fine
with us.
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The next day we arrived in Onset. As it
was a weekend, there was a lot of traffic. That made the channel to
Onset more narrow than it should have been. Most were courteous, but
one boat was quite the butt head. He could not read the 'No Wake'
signs. The ferry was most patient with the slow moving Jule and we
appreciated that. As it was still early in the season, we had little
trouble finding the perfect anchorage. We like this town also.
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Marc Anthony's is one of the best pizza places we have
experienced - ever. They have a great local atmosphere with plenty of
choices and pizza making entertainment. This was Ann's first Onset
pizza experience and apparently she like it; we ate there 5 times. This
will be a destination on our way back.
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To complement Marc Anthony's, there is a
local bar (evening) and restaurant (morning) across the street to keep
us entertained. On our first visit, they welcomed us with enthusiasm
and kept us in the local discussions. For every pizza, we had a happy
hour at Stephens. This is another town that reminds us of our small
town roots. Great place and great bus services to the big stores.
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Next day, we headed for Provincetown via the Cape Cod
Canal. Fog was heavy but we had to get through the canal and we had our
track to lead us back in the main channel. We passed under the second
highest railroad bridge in North America about two hours after slack
water with a current in our favor. The canal was wide and safe and
there was a bit of incoming traffic fighting a 4-5 knot current. Glad
that it was not us.
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The fog did not really lift until we were half
way to P-town. We had to keep a proper watch as there were lobster
floats here and there. We did not encounter any traffic once we left
the canal until we reached P-town. Seas were flat and the wind was
near calm. Yep. motor sailing again. Two hours out of P-town, the fog
lifted and we were greeted with clear blue skies. We followed our route
to the breakwater and hailed the dockmaster for a mooring.
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Later that day, we headed to town and were greeted with
some eye popping stuff. A local musical troupe was providing some
advertising and entertainment for their upcoming show. They were
really, really good. We saw lots that we had not seen before. P-town is
known for its diverse lifestyles and many are evident on the roadways.
Some of the shops reflect the rich artisan influence that lives here.
Not a bad place!
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Fernando is the local fuel guy.
He lowers the fuel hose as much as 12 feet to the waiting boats on the
water's surface. We use jerry jugs so our process was much easier.
Fernando is Portuguese so we asked him about the beautiful ceremony at
Bristol's St. Annes. He was not sure. A very friendly guy with lots of
local knowledge. Hope to see him again during the next passage.
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