Caped Crusaders

We started out, in the wee hours of the morning Friday, and headed to the Cape (Cape Cod, MA.) We caught the sunrise, which always a joy to see:

We are staying at the home of friends whom we met through the BF, Jim, near Orleans. Jim (and hubby Ken) brought their dog, Kyla:

 and our hosts have a dog, Moach:

As if that isn’t enough doggie goodness, we also got visits from the neighbors dog, Opus (of whom I failed to get a pic.) As an added bonus, I got to meet (and hold) the family guinea pig, Ziggy “Piggy” Stardust. For an animal lover like me, this is pet nirvana. (Sadly, our dogs are back home, spending time with my Mom.) 

This is the view off the back deck:

Not too shabby, eh?

After settling in (no small feet when it involves finding room for the luggage and bags of 4 gay men who way overpacked,) we retreated to the back porch for some sun and fresh air before lunch. It got a bit chilly, with the wind off the water, so I had to go all Obi-Wan Kenobi:

We had a nice lunch, prepped by our hosts, then hung out and chatted for a bit before heading to nearby Wellfleet for a rawbar happy hour at Pearl (unlike drink specials at other happy hours, they offer specials on local seafood, including muscles, clams, oysters, and lobster) with our hosts, to hear their favorite band, The Rip it Ups, perform. What a pleasant surprise to discover the band leader, Jodie, is a trombone player:

(I play Trombone – barely – and absolutely love the sound of this instrument and to watch other trombonists play.)

Here’s the three amigos (or three stooges?) enjoying a cocktail:

Afterwords, we walked around the corner so our hosts could show me a bookstore that has oodles of old comics for sale. Unfortunately, the store was closed – good thing we’re here until Monday. Can anyone guess who’s making a return trip to Wellfleet tomorrow?

We returned to the house for more cocktails before enjoying a dinner prepared by Jim’s hubby, Ken, (steak, potatoes, caprese salad) with a small assist from me (Tuna steak and sautéed scallops.) We stayed up a bit listening to music, accompanied by sound of the crackling fire in the wood stove (always a welcome treat on a chilly Cape evening) chatting and finishing our respective glasses of wine before calling it a night. 

I fell asleep almost immediately, but woke at 3:00am, unable to go back to sleep. My throat is sore for some reason and my guts are a little shaky from today’s food fest, so I’m blogging on my phone while the rest of the house continues to slumber. Hopefully the throat soreness will pass. I’ll take it easy tomorrow with food and drink and give my insides a chance to recover. I’d hate to disrupt the weekend with digestive issues, and I’d like to feel better by Sunday for our trip into Provincetown for shopping, Tea Dance, and Dinner. 

Overall, a lovely start to the weekend, for sure. 

8 thoughts on “Caped Crusaders

  1. The idea of it being CHILLY? To someone in South Carolina who still requires that the air conditioning be cranked wide open, just so SLEEP is possible? EGAD, but I’m jealous. You actually got to sit in front of a FIRE???? Geez, November can’t get here soon enough.

    Also, Cute Doggie Overload (except for Moach, who – you must agree – is one weird-looking mutt). Just curious, but if Harvey HAD come along, would there be tension between him and the other dogs? I know how he insists on ruling the roost.

    Trombones, I must agree, are pretty awesome. One of my favorite orchestral pieces is Copland’s “Fanfare for the Common Man”, and the trombones are nicely showcased. I always hold my breath just a little in anticipation for when they initiate the third … what would you call it? Movement? Set? Round? Section? I’m no one’s idea of a music theorist, so I don’t know what to call it. But I know what I like.

    Looks like a lovely time being had by all.


    • We have no shortage of cool and cold weather in the North East, but Cape Cod cool is a refreshing, enjoyable cool when you’re dressed for it. And I do so love me a fire (sounds like you and the misses need to come enjoy a fire with us, this winter.)

      Moach has black patches of fur around her eyes which make her look haunting, especially on that bad picture I took of her. But she really is a beautiful dog. She’s part Great Pyrenees but she looks like she may have some St. Bernard, too.

      Harvey would have LOVE Moach and Opus, and would have happily followed them around and played with her. Rita Mae, however, would have probably sat and barked at everyone, from over-excitement.

      I love that you love Trombones, too, and really like FFTCM and always look forward to the Trombone feature in the third movement. Jeffrey introduced me to a song played by the marching band at Ole’ Miss (his Alma Mater) called “To Dixie With Love” which features Trombones (of course) and always makes me tear up at one point when they’re featured.


  2. I hope you feel better soon, but chilly? What? It was 109 yesterday afternoon where I live, and I’m pretty sure it was 81 degrees outside when I went to bed last night.

    I can’t wait to see what you buy at the comics store. I’m starting a collection of Teen Titans Go! keyrings and Lil’ Bombshells figures. I don’t know if I’ll get them all but I’d love to own them.


  3. Kyla, with all that lovely hair, must have been uncomfy in the hot weather. As for Moach, he(?) must feel grateful that his name isn’t spelt with a double ‘o’! 🙂


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