A few pictures taken from the forest.


Meet about 15-20 others.


This is the 3/4 mile long dirt drive into the homestead.

Below is the view as you enter the meadow and look toward the pavilion.



This looks back across the meadow toward the entrance.




Go to Plymouth, instead of cemetary tour that was planned for Saturday morning. I have no relatives listed as being buried near here.
Reserve passage on Capt John's Ferry to Provincetown for Monday. Wander the town.



To the right is Mayflower II tied up at the dock.

Take a carriage ride
Eat fish n chips (cod)
Cape Cod and Plymouth t-shirts
Mayflower gift store booklet on Stephen Hopkins, two Coleman bookmarks, Oriental rug mousepad

At 2:00, I climbed the hill up to the Mayflower Society Library at 4 Winslow St. which was open on Saturday between 2-4 just for Stetson people. Mike Murphy, the carriage driver had told me where it was. Caroline Lewis Kardell is Historian General, and she has an incredible number of Mayflower stories and family relationships in her head. She herself is related to 4 or 5 Mayflower passengers. She is also a "cousin" as part of Stetson Kindred.
Caroline stayed until 5:30 to help anyone who needed more time for research. There are a number of books on the Stetsons in this library because Cornet Robert came to the area in 1634. I had time to scan most of them for information on the branch that went to Damariscotta, Maine. Most of this information is in Vol. 3 1956, but a couple of the books had shipbuilding stories and biographies.
The library is located in back of the main building past the gardens. The photo I have included here is of the headquarters as it faces Winslow St. The library cannot be seen at all from here.

Walked most of the town.
Left at 5:00 to return to Scituate and clean up for dinner at Plymouth Mobile Estates Clubhouse. As I was leaving the Inn, my bumper caught the iron railing in the parking lot and pulled it out. I showed it to the owner the next day. No problem.
More people had arrived. We had simple cold cuts. We heard a talk by the Randolf MA Historical Society man on the Stetson School and Stetson Hall in that town. (Amasa Stetson was a real character).

After dinner, I took off for Cape Cod because the Weather Channel was insisting that Monday would be a very rainy day. Capt John would cancel the Provincetown Ferry if not enough people showed up.
Hyannis in the dark. At around 9 p.m. one of the ferry boats came in from either the Vineyard or Nantucket and traffic on the Ocean Street was gridlocked. I parked and went into The Black Cat restaurant and bar to kill time while traffic cleared. Two girls working there were really kind and gave me some merchandise because the season is coming to a close soon. I have 3 great Black Cat Shirts, a water bottle, and a key chain. The internet shows that the view from there in the daytime is a wonderful view of the water. I could not tell this at night.
Down the same street was the JFK Memorial, but I was unable to see much in the dark. I got back to Scituate very late, indeed.

Fly Home

Sunday