I’ve lived in Boston for nearly 19 years and yesterday I finally made it to Castle Island in South Boston. We joined a group of families of my son’s baseball buddies and picked up lunch at the famous Sullivan’s (no known relation). Along with picnicking in a cool, shady spot, there were games of bocce and pickle, and a stroll along the promenade. Here are some photographs of the stunning views on a glorious day. I shan’t wait 19 years to return.
Aer Lingus landing
Sailboat and Spectacle Island
Boston in the haze
Imperial walkers take over the waterfront.
Don’t know what these things are but they’re photogenic.
Last week, my daughter Kay was invited to go on a Pirate Cruise with her friends. My son Peter didn’t want to go on a pirate ship, but he did want to go on a boat, so we rode the ferry from Long Wharf to Charlestown and back. We even passed the pirate ship, and the surprisingly friendly crew just waved instead of board and pillaging the ferry.
Upon arrival on Georges Island, we made our way inside Fort Warren to the parade ground where the Essex Base Ball Club was playing vintage baseball according to 1864 rules. The Newburyport Clamdiggers faced the Lynn Live Oaks in vintage style woolen uniforms. We enjoyed being “cranks” and using 19th century terms to cheer on the players such as “Well hit, sir!” and “Leg it!”
After the game we explored the fort, checking out the gun batteries atop the walls, the dry moat, and the underground caverns of the demilune. Georges Island may be a small speck in the harbor, but it is definitely a place worth further exploration.