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When we set off this morning it was clear it was the first of the month by the apartment dumpster.

But, leaving old lamps and furniture behind, we headed into Boston.

We went to long wharf.

Long wharf has been there for centuries.

It is also where the ferry to Provincetown leaves.

I’ve got to say, the sparrows of long wharf are clearly well fed.

We boarded the boat and found some nice seats on the back deck.

It was pretty crowded.

We could see where the singing cruises leave.

Soon we were passing Spectacle Island.

The island sunk by the pirate curse.

And, George’s Island.

It is a very fast boat, so we were out of the harbor very quickly.

The boat was fast enough that it blew the had off my wife’s head. Good thing some nice folks behind her caught it for her.

My iPad GPS said we were doing more than 30 miles per hour.

Soon, Provincetown town was coming into view.

The spray from the boat was kicking up so much it was creating rainbows.

This did not seem totally inappropriate.

45 miles by sea in less than 2 hours and we were there.

It was pretty crowded.

Even the air is now full of political ads.

So, we went to the park and looked at the monuments.

My mother’s father’s mother’s name is still there. I’m told 6 of the other names are also my ancestors.
You know what that’s worth at the museum? You get to pay full price...

I’ve got to say, there was nothing this cool outside my high school.

Then we climbed up the hill to the “Pilgrim’s Tower”.

It’s base is already one of the highest things on Cape Cod.

When I was last in Provincetown, 1975, my brother and I ran up the tower to see if we could see whales from the top.
I didn’t remember it being all that hard a climb.

But, looking up, it seemed pretty high.

My wife beat me to the top by a fair bit. But, I made it eventually.

You can see quite a ways up there.

Most of my mother’s family has lived within sight of this monument for the last 392 years.
I liked the gargoyles.

I was interested to see that when they built the tower, they had blocks from all the towns in Massachusetts go into it. Apparently they got some from other places too.

Who knew that Illinois owed the Pilgrims tribute?
Is this why my sister moved there?

The grounds around the monument are quite nice.

And they put out chairs for those who climbed up and down so they can rest.
Very thoughtful.

Then, we went into the “Pilgrim Museum”.
I had not expected to find polar bears there.

But, I guess there wasn’t enough Pilgrim stuff, so they made it a general Provincetown museum.

They did have some nice scrimshaw.

They also had a series of murals about the Pilgrims “adventures” there when they landed here in 1620, before they went over to Plymouth.
On one of these expeditions they found a big metal pot full of corn. Assuming God had left it for them, they took it and headed back to the ship. The local folk, who had grown and harvested it, took exception to this. Arrows and gunshots were traded. No one hit anyone else. The Pilgrims buried the corn so they could come back for it later.
“But, they never came back,” the woman at the gift store told me.
“So, you’re saying the lost Pilgrim corn is still out there?” I asked.
“It’s been 392 years,” she said. “If it hasn’t been found, it’s probably rotted and rusted away.”

Maybe. Maybe not. Maybe at the end of Cape Cod is the lost corn of the Pilgrims.
I think there should be some sort of expedition mounted to find it...

All these thoughts of corn made me hungry.
So, my wife and I headed back towards the dock where we tried a restaurant called “The Lobster Pot”.

Their lobsters were clearly better than others as they were building a lobster pile over in the corner to get out of the tank.

The folks doing the seating were very nice, but not at all helpful.

They told us there was a table ready for us and we should go upstairs. They were either lying or can’t read their own computers.
There was no table ready. We waited another 25 minutes upstairs while the upstairs hostess tried to find us a table.
Finally we were seated, and right by the beach window too.