Plymouth Rock and Plimouth Plantation

This is Plymouth Rock.


This is the Garden Center of Plymouth, Massachusetts.


This is Plimouth Plantation.


Visitor Center

Plimouth Plantation Visitor Center

The Plimouth versus the Plymouth spelling was explained right away at the Plimouth Plantation. In early America, written documents were written and words were spelled phonetically, often differently in the same document.

The Plimoth Plantation was built to commemorate the early lifestyle of the 17th Century English Village. They used the spelling of Plimouth to distinguish it apart from the city of Plymouth.

It is a well-organized 17th Century living museum that takes one back into time and dispels much of what I understood about the newly discovered New World. After our day I understood what was meant by the moto of the plantation:
“You can’t change history, but it could change you”.

Bees at the Visitor Center

Bees at the Visitor Center


We were surprised to find these hives, but pleased. We love bees!

First we were given a map of the compound and led into a theater for a short clip of what to expect and a lesson on how to interact with the native and European characters. From the theater we followed the map as it directed and had a most informative day experiencing life as it was way back when……

Chidren's game leader and a tribal descendent

A member of the Wampanoag Tribe prepping for dinner

Dinner is slow coolid in clay pots over ashes. It looked delicious

Dinner was normally slow cooked in clay pots over ashes. A vegetable and squash stew with maybe a little rabbit.

First living museum stop was the Wampanoag Home site where we met descendants of the native population who gave wonderful presentations of what their life was like back then. They spoke of the plentiful versatile food supplies which included ample natural grown herbs, fruits and vegetables and the fish that they dried to supplement the winter hunting meats. This particular village was one family’s home which probably supported about 8 people. The wooden hut belonged to the wife and usually was home to her mother and father, her children and her husband. She would hand it down to her oldest daughter at the end of her time.

Home to a family o 8

Home to a family of 8

We saw demonstrations of children’s toys and games, cooking and a presentation of how a hut was built and how the air flow was controlled to keep it warm and smoke free or cooled with air circulation. It was a hot day, but the hut was much cooler even with a crowd of tourists inside.

We saw the native gardens full of corn, fruited bushes, herbs and such. They made teas and medicines from all sorts of native plants. They were so proud of their lifestyle and freedoms that they had back then.


This was their summer home, they retreated inland during the winter. It is cooler near the ocean with the breezes that blow across the water.

I was pleased at how the characters reacted to questions of how it felt to be invaded and subjected to the Europeans illnesses and encroachments.  Our guide was careful, kind and explained that the two villages lived in peace for some time before friction became an issue.  That each village (the English and the Native) learned from one another and continue to work together today to evolve into one country.

Entrance to the Village

Entrance to the Village

Our next path took us to the English Village where we met both groups of passengers that survived the ocean trip and the first dire winter on land.  Most of the settlers were not hunters or farmers prior to arriving.  It was a rush to set up housing for shelter and wood for warmth.  The first year was severe.


Cannons brought from England transported to the village for protection

Cannons brought from England transported to the
village for protection


They talked about the trials that they lived through, how they helped one another and how they better prepared themselves for the next winter.  Even after the first year they found that a late spring could cause food shortages.  They may have used their food stores, the flying game had not returned yet and the ground game had retreated inland.

Each family brought their own seeds for gardening

Each family brought their own seeds for gardening

The gardens provided vegetables, herbs and fruit.  The women made teas and medical concoctions from the herbs that they brought until they found which native herbs would do.

Children learned songs and games from long ago, heard a few fabled stories told, and chased the chickens and walked the livestock corrals.

Plymouth Rock Hen. W had 3!

Plymouth Rock Hen. We had 3!

Brought from England for hardiness

Brought from England for hardiness



Garden rake



The Designated Bread Oven


Firewood chopped and ready

Homes were cozy

Homes were cozy

Life is still tiring in the village

Life is still tiring in the village

Our Excursion to Cape Cod

We took a day trip to the Cape Cod Peninsula. Driving to the tip where Provincetown plays hosts to many summertime tourists. The drive was beautiful with some beach shoreline views.  The rest of the drive was over roads lined with tree greenery. The small towns along the way seemed to connect to one another. The traffic on the way to Provincetown was easy.

Happy wader looking doing a little beach combing

Happy wader looking doing a little beach combing

Along the  way, we made several stops to enjoy the landscape, sea views and quirky little seaside towns.

Underwater life in Sand

Underwater life in Sand

Lobster Boat returning to shore

Lobster Boat returning to shore

Sandy Neck Light House

Sandy Neck Lighthouse

Beautiful home on the coast

Beautiful home on the coast

Not sure if we would every try to camp on the beach, but it is enticing.

With a sand parking permit, one can camp close to the ocean

With a sand parking permit, one can camp close to the ocean

We ended up at the Cape Cod National Seashore on Race Point Beach with a pod of whales not far out in the ocean. We gathered with others to watch them arch in the waves and blow spray high into the air. There must have been 5 or more. The tour boats gathered about as well. Something like this is such a natural marvel. We always feel so blessed when this happens.  They were visible to us, but too far away to catch a good photograph.

Race Point Beach

Race Point Beach

Sun bathers on Race Beach

Sun bathers on Race Beach

On the return trip, we caught the timing wrong and it took twice as long to return to our starting point.

Once we came to the end of the day and before we crossed the bridge back toward our current parking location, we needed nourishment. We picked the closest restaurant listed on the GPS and took the back roads to a busy and obviously popular eatery called The Lobster Trap. Valets parked our car and we were told to  expect to wait in line for a table.  This was a fine dining experience with us filling our dinner plates with lobster, steamers, linguica sausage, and corn.   Linguica Sausage is a Portuguese addition to the seafood combo.  It is a tribute to the Portuguese sailors of the seaport’s history.

A feast to finish a long but delightful day.

What a feast!

What a wonderful way to end the day of our adventure.

Ancestors in Stonington, CT

We needed a stop along our way to Pennsylvania and Stonington, Connecticut  fit into our schedule.   I did call ahead to see if we could access a burial ground for one Privateer and learned of a walking tour of the original borough.  I signed us up for the tour and made reservations at an RV park in nearby Mystic.


Robinson Burial Ground Stonington CT

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