Beavertail

It's a jut of land, called Beavertail, on the island known as Jamestown, which doesn't SEEM like an island but it is.

Paint on The Rocks.... Zillabob 2006

It's a jut of land, called Beavertail, on the island known as Jamestown, which doesn't SEEM like an island but it is.

Archive 2006-12-01 Zillabob 2006

We reached Beavertail, meaning to explore a favorite cove on the western side of the point (about .15 miles northwest of the lighthouse), but the wind was a bit harsh.

"While my feet are the trunks and my head is the canopy, high..." greygirlbeast 2009

The water, both at Beavertail and Fort Weatherill, was so amazingly clear, and so many countless shades of green and blue.

"While my feet are the trunks and my head is the canopy, high..." greygirlbeast 2009

There's a clear view south and east to Beavertail.

Of Books and the Sea greygirlbeast 2010

And here's the next set of photos, these from our second day at Beavertail, which was Monday:

Howard Hughes Forgets How to Sleep myownpetard 2010

The temperatures were forecast for the high sixties, and we drove to Beavertail.

"Fill the night with stories. The legend grows." greygirlbeast 2009

Otherwise, Spooky and I would be on our way to Beavertail.

"The fruit of her amorous centaur, inside her..." greygirlbeast 2009

These were taken after we left Beavertail and drove east, to West Cove at Fort Wetherill:

"If there really was a God here, he'd have raised a hand by now." thingunderthest 2010

Beavertail was suggested, and Moonstone Beach, and Narragansett, and Shannock (don't ask me why), and Westerly.

One Afternoon in Connecticut greygirlbeast 2009