We returned to the VBRO and decide that a trip to Cisco Brewery was in order. One group took the jeep. One group led by TB missed a turn and ended up on the wrong road. There is some debate on whether or not the lady on the corner intentionally sent them the wrong way to test their spirit. Oohhh was their spirit tested. This incredible journey against space and time eventually led to a walk across the dunes while pushing their bikes and sweating profusely in the midday sun. There was a π sting that almost incapacitated a member of this Donner party. Eventually Cisco Brewers rose like an oasis out of the dunes to provide salvation. The final group involved Ashley and I. We also missed a turn fortunately for us we just ended up riding around one of the cemeteries for and extra 5 minutes (Ashley say. 10+ minutes). Eventually we arrived at Ciscos for a few beers and a light lunch. To no one’s surprise Troy and Kari knew people at Cisco and struck up conversation with them. Everyone grabbed a little merchandise and head back to the house.
Katie and TB at Cisco
Hello πΊ
The executive committee at Cisco
Time to take the fat tire home. Will this beer make it back to the house or not?
Kari ended up riding back to the house with me while Ashley rode back in the keep.
Back at the house we relaxed by the pool and read a little. I was just nice to be outside and be warm. I the late afternoon we all cleaned up for dinner.
After a Cisco and before the lobster bake.
Dinner was amazing. Lars contacted a local chef who came to the house and prepared a lobster bake for us. There was also a some guacamole and some ceviche. It was all amazing.
Guacamole and shrimp
Shrimp
Look at this spread. So good.
The crew and the Chef. Amazing food and amazing conversation.
One more for good measure.
The crew crushing dinner.
Chilling by the hot tub
A contentious game of salad bowl to end the night. We may need to implement the “Abby Hyperspecfic exclusion rule”. So much fun.
It didn’t take much to fall asleep. The next morning we cleaned things up and headed to the ferry ⛴.
Clean as a whistle.
After we left Nantucket it was beset with hardships. Return of the mask mandate, great white sharks, jellyfish and eventually a hurricane. Nantucket is always a beautiful island that invites relaxation, rest and some poor decisions on a fat tire bike.
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