 We almost stayed here except we would have had to make a reservation in January. Waterfront is scarce. |
 We did stay here. The parking lot of the Smith & Gilmore fishing pier. No hookups, but cheap. |
 My brother Fran and me. |
 My brother Fran and me playing with the new Casio. (Even Picasso did a self portrait.) |
 And Here is the whole Fran Cook clan on the balcony. |
 There must be something exciting out there. All eyes are glued to the beach. |
 Fran Cook, Jr. and his son Greg looking for bikinis. |
 Ardie (Fran's wife) and Mykey chat while Fran, JR. still looks for bikinis. |
 Donna Cook getting fed a snack by her son Greg. |
 Now that he's fed Mom, he can go back and look at the scenery. (He's too young to look at bikinis like his Dad always does. |
 This is the view from the balcony that everyone keeps watching. |
 Just a quaint scene on the river. |
 Here is that old sea captain, Ray Gilmore. |
 And here is that old sea captains granddaughter, Megan. |
 Longing for some good old New England fried clams. Don't miss the restaurant on The Smith & Gilmore pier. |
 One of the charter boats about to go out for the day's catch. |