After finding a good one, we headed out to the beach. Cape May was not filled with traffic and thousands of people as it usually is during the summer season, and we had a very peaceful look at our surroundings.
We parked right on Beach Avenue, which is the road running along Cape May's boardwalk and beach access. Cape May doesn't really have a wooden boardwalk; it's a raised concrete walkway with good views overlooking the ocean.
While the husband/lover/beach boy took a walk out to the water's edge, I waited on the boardwalk and had this view to the south:
Beyond that small structure is the southernmost tip of the Cape.
It was such a beautiful sunny day that we just had to stay here for a while and soak up some free Vitamin D. Here is the view looking straight east out to the ocean:
If you ever get the chance to visit Cape May, New Jersey, you will find that it is simply a delightful town. Many Victorian era homes are painted in all sorts of bright color combinations, and decorated with elaborate "gingerbread" wood trims. This fancy purple home was right behind us, facing the ocean.
After we accomplished our campground searching business, we headed back up the coast towards Wildwood Crest and our hotel. We saw many huge kites out on the beach,
and there was an international convention on the beach for Blokart enthusiasts. We spoke to some guests at our hotel about this sport, and learned that the sport and the carts originated in New Zealand. If these wind carts catch the air just right, they are taken on an exhilarating charge down the beach. Take a look:
On our last night we saw the moon rising over the ocean, and changing colors as it went.
Sort of like a "Red Moon Rising." Wait, isn't that a movie title? I can easily picture a mass of zombies stumbling up the beach, coming into town and doing what they do.
Good thing we were up on the sixth floor.