Just like the picture shows, the most popular part of Beavertail is mostly made up of giant rocks that serve as balconies over the ocean. People fish, lay on the stone like iguanas, or the sophisticated crowd bring a chair and umbrella. we didn't do either since we failed to research on what the park was really about; I was imagining a trail in the woods. As you can see, alcohol is probably not a good idea. I was sober and had a bit of trouble climbing through the rocks...I highly doubt I would have made it back in one piece if I were tipsy.
Here are the Perchuk brothers taking in the view. And I think I know what they were thinking...at least one of them..."...darn...I wish I had my swimming trunks".
The calm water next to the giant rock just looks so tempting to dip in....if only we had our swimming gear...
We also did a little reading at the park...here is papa in law educating himself on his surroundings....
To the right of papa in law, East of Beavertail, is Narragansett
The flowers and butterflies were very pretty as well...
What lucky butterflies.
We left Beavertail to head to our final destination, which was of course a restaurant. During trips I feel like we live to eat, and not eat to live. Our lives definitely revolve around food...and adult drinks...which were strictly prohibited in Beavertail, and rightly so. So we headed West, to Matunuck Oyster Bar.
The oysters were ok....but the Lobta' roll...now that was crazy. I had a freaking claw in my roll! To say the least, we drank, we ate, we laughed and we enjoyed the scenery. We weren't sitting on top of a rock staring at a vast ocean...but the scenery was quaint, the ambience screamed Rhode Island, and the company was the best.
Our view from our table...
This was just one of our side trips...more to come!
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