My father has always had the tendency to not sit still. If you ask him if he wants to go to the beach, he's got his flip flops on and is ready to go before you can even make a plan. I've learned this from most of our family vacations growing up. He is the explorer and the navigator. And even if you don't want to go see the ruins, he'll ask you enough times that you'll finally cave in. I recently pulled this stunt at a wedding in Pennsylvania, hoping my friends would cave in the following morning to see the Magic Gardens.
I realize with each day, I'm becoming more and more like my father. We decided that morning to drive to the northern tip of Block Island to see the lighthouse and explore Sandy Point. Settlers' Rock is the farthest point you can reach by car.
We parked the car and walked along the beach to the lighthouse. The area around the lighthouse is part of the Block Island National Wildlife Refuge. So it was me, my father, a bunch of seagulls and other wildlife species.
There was a nice memorial by the lighthouse. Aww.
And one honoring the fallen from 9.11.
There were some paths to wander around the sand dunes but we made our way back to the car.
Abba being Abba.
We got back in the car and headed south to check out "the bluffs."
The bluffs are 200 foot cliffs. From the Mohegan Bluffs entrance, you can take in beautiful views of the Atlantic Ocean.
Or you can take the steep stairs down to the beach!
Stay bitten ;)