Yesterday started with a walk on the beach. So how bad a day could it be, right? As it turned out, it was a very good day.
A trail leads from the Long Beach Thousand Trails campground to the beach, about a half mile walk, in soft sand. Just getting there will take care of your exercise requirements for the day. Along the way, beach grass and driftwood provide Miss Terry with good photo opportunities.
But the walk was worth it, when we were rewarded with views like this.
Greg, Jan, and I found a comfortable log where we could sit and enjoy the day, and the fresh ocean air. Well, fresh except for the dead seagull, or whatever it was that added a putrid aroma to the day.
Back at the campground, Greg’s cat Mister greeted me. Mister doesn’t know he’s a cat, he thinks he’s a dog, and nobody wants to disabuse him of that notion. As dogs go, he’s several steps down the ladder from a German shepherd, but way above poodles and other yappy little mutts.
Our friends Bill Joyce and Diane Melde had told us about a neat place in nearby Ocean Park, called Jack’s Country Store, so we drove up to check it out. What a neat find!
Jack’s reminded us of the old time general stores we have seen in the Amish communities of Indiana, and Lancaster County, Pennsylvania. Jack’s carries everything from antique Aladdin lamps to hardware, fishing gear, tools, and groceries.
The aisles are narrow, and the shelves are piled high with things you probably haven’t seen in years. There were old time kids’ toys, handheld augers, fan belts hanging from the ceiling, and a hundred kinds of hard to find widgets and doodads, that I have no idea what purpose they serve.
Miss Terry liked the kitchen section, where she found a couple of goodies she couldn’t live without. Jack’s is one place we’ll go back to again while we’re here. If you need it, they probably have it, and even if you’re not looking for anything, you’ll probably find that too.
Driving back to Long Beach, we stopped at Marsh’s Free Museum, which is a combination curio shop, tourist trap, and museum of the macabre. Besides selling everything from post cards to saltwater taffy, souvenirs, and t-shirts, Marsh’s has a neat collection of oddball things on display.
This lion greeted us at the door, setting the tone for our visit.
They have a bunch of antique peep show machines, arcade games, and tools on display.
They also have this two-headed calf, and a horrible looking shark that made me want to stay out of the water.
But the main attraction is Jake, the Alligator Man. Jake is a sideshow attraction from the glory days of places like Atlantic City. It’s worth the trip to Long Beach just to stop at Marsh’s and see Jake. The delicious salt water taffy is just icing on the cake. 🙂
All of that sightseeing made us hungry, so we stopped at the Lost Roo for dinner, on another recommendation from Bill and Diane. It was excellent, and another place we’ll be going back to while we’re in the area.
Back at the campground, I took a nap, and then wrote a new post for my self-publishing blog, titled The E-Book Explosion. Meanwhile, Miss Terry made another one of her delicious strawberry pies. Did I ever mention that I’ll never be a thin man?
Thought For The Day – When life gives you lemons, make lemonade, and then mix it with vodka.