The lighthouse was getting a well-deserved make-over, but is still in use, over 200 years later.
The long pier offered a grand view of the town’s South Bay. We watched the tide roll in and roll out from a unique side-view of it all, parked on the pier.
The North Bay offered great views of the surfers.
We had outstanding seafood, in part no doubt to the local fisherman.
The funniest thing about the picture above? My grandma’s parents were a Scarborough and a Fletcher. Truth is indeed stranger than fiction….
Next up: Scarborough, Part IV – The Grand Hotel