Sunday Adventure

Martin and I headed out today with camera in hand and no destination in mind. We swung by Gooseberry Island in Westport first, took a walk down the center of the island and explored two old concrete towers. They are extremely old and have graffiti on any surface that is within reachable distance. People have even climbed to the top, despite there being no staircases left on the inside of the building, to tag the top of the concrete structure.

I love this man.

These are the two old towers, the one to the left was disguised as a "lighthouse" when used as a lookout for enemy submarines during WWII.

Beautiful grasses all over the island.

40 feet high, yet no stairs left on the inside.

Alot of the graffiti was done with stencils.

Martin climbed up in the smaller tower to see the beautiful views.

I caught this shot of him wandering through the field of grass as we made our way back to the beach.

The sky was as blue as blue can be today.

We came across this "fort" (for lack of a better word) made entirely out of rope and old lobster cages.

Somebody spent alot of time collecting drift wood, lobster cages, rope, and putting the entire structure together.

And again, this man I love. :)

 

We got in the Jeep and headed for nowhere in particular, through farmland, by the ocean, and ended up at Fort Taber Park in New Bedford.

The pier was littered with seashells and the emptiness reminded us it is still winter and not yet fishing weather.

"The Castle" as we like to call it, but obviously it is Fort Taber. We are dying to get inside, it looks like a secret garden, a place from another time. The huge front door is clamped shut with only a small hole to peek through where we can see arches, ivy, and secret doorways.

We climbed through some of the ruins and enjoyed the last of the day before the sun disappeared.

And we ended our day with a gorgeous sunset. Happy Sunday!