Do you remember your prom? I do. I spent so much time thinking about it, shopping for the ‘perfect’ dress, dieting, dreaming of the ‘best’ hairstyle, finding the matching ‘perfect’ shoes for the ‘perfect’ dress, making sure I had the limousine reserved, making sure my corsage was just ‘right’, making sure I had plans post-prom, making sure my date had a tux that matched me, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah…And after all that, the night just turned out mediocre. I mean, nothing bad happened but nothing all that wonderful occurred either. I guess that goes to show that sometimes it’s better to go with the flow than to plan every last detail.
This past weekend, Patrick and I were undecided as to what we wanted to do. The weather was way too nice to be sitting indoors and yet, we didn’t have any reservations or plans made to travel. After we both had our morning workouts, showered, had breakfast and got our acts together, we decided we just had to go ’somewhere’. That said, we jumped in the car and Patrick randomly asked, “Hey, wanna go to Newport?” It seemed like a good idea to me! So, I said yes, and we hopped on the highway.
If you’ve never been to Newport, RI, it’s about an 45 minute to an hour drive from Boston. Many Bostonians/New Englanders rent houses in Newport for the summer and spend their weekends there with friends hanging out on the beach and simply enjoying the hot weather. Because it was Labor Day weekend, the unofficial last weekend of the summer, we weren’t sure what the traffic would be like. We didn’t hit much traffic at all and we made it there in about and hour and 15 minutes. Not bad!
Because we got such a late start and had eaten a late breakfast, we held off on having lunch when we arrived and decided to take full advantage of the fantastic weather while it lasted. But what were we going to do? We weren’t prepared for the beach (we didn’t have swimsuits, towels, sunscreen, or flip-flops) and wanted to do something a little more exciting than just walk around the shops. So, we kept driving until we saw this:

Sachuest Point is located in Middletown, just a short drive from Newport. We sort of just stumbled upon it as we were driving along the beaches. People were walking and biking along the road and we just decided to follow where they were going. Boy, did they know where they were going! Sachuest Point was as equally breathtaking as it was interesting:
The refuge sports a newly renovated visitor center, over 2.5 miles of nature trails, viewing platforms, and a number of Refuge volunteers present to help visitors and to help in management of the refuge.
Sachuest Point National Wildlife Refuge is renowned for its fantastic saltwater fishing, and the presence of the largest winter population of harlequin ducks on the East Coast.
The visitor center had information on the Refuge, as well as the various bird and plant species that one might find on the trails. There was even a mini-theater available that showed videos on the history of the Refuge. We didn’t stay to watch but it was nice to know there was so much available to see and learn – all for free!


The sun sure did sneak up on us that day. Because I wasn’t paying attention to misjudged the weather, I was dressed in long jeans and told Patrick to wear a long sleeved shirt. I held out for as long as I could before I finally had to admit to Patrick, “yes, I goofed. It’s an absolute perfect summer day and I’m literally dying in my jeans right now…” Luckily, the slight breeze from the ocean managed to cool us off a bit and we were able to fully explore the trails. It was so cool and like nothing else I had ever had the chance to experience.





We walked around the trails for about an hour until we decided to start hiking on the rocky cliffs that beautifully lined the water. I was a bit scared at first, thinking I was going to slip and fall and plunge to my death, but Patrick tested it out to make sure it was safe. What a guy!

“Oh cool, my iPhone works out here…”



My Captain Morgan’s pose…arrrrgh!

Two roads diverged…
When I saw this, I knew I had to capture it. I felt it was so symbolic of how our day started out. If we had made rushed plans or reservations to go and stay on the Cape or some other New England summer hot spot, we would have missed out on the spontaneity of going on our spur-of-the moment car ride to Newport and may not have had as good of a time. Instead, we chose to relax and not stress about our plans and everything seemed to just fall into place.


By the time we finished walking and hiking, we were famished and in desperate need of water. We pulled over to a convenience store and chugged a bottle of water and then drove until we laid eyes on this:


We split a jumbo-sized frozen lemonade and I swear, this tasted like the nectar of the Gods! It was so light and refreshing and the perfect snack after our sweat-induced hike. We drove along the beach roads looking at some of the most gorgeous homes I’ve ever seen. But because I was so enthralled with my frozen lemonade, I neglected to take any pictures. Sorry! But the lemonade sure was dee-lee-shus!
We then decided to head back into town to get an early dinner. At this point, I just needed food. So, I was pretty easy going on our dining selection. We found free parking and this:

Tickets Bar & Grille was a cute little restaurant in Middletown that was right across the street from the beach and had outdoor seating. Perfect! They had the usual bar/pub fare – pizzas, burgers, sandwiches, finger food, salads, etc. I chose the vegetarian wrap that contained zucchini, roasted red pepper, tomatoes and mozzarella cheese and came with a choice of either cole slaw, potato salad, french fries or sweet potato fries. I chose the sweet potato fries – obvi! Patrick went for the classic turkey club and regular french fries. It was sheer bliss for Healthy Chow!

My meal was huge! It basically was a sandwich and a half. I love that fact that it was chock full of vegetables but in hindsight, I think I should have asked them to go lite on the cheese. It made the sandwich a bit too greasy. The vegetables could have also used a bit more seasoning, but it did the job. The sweet potato fries were cooked just right – of course! They were crispy, not too salty, sweet enough and hot from the kitchen. They more than made up for the average tasting wrap.

Patrick’s turkey club was quite good. The whole wheat bread was toasted just right and the crispness of the bacon, lettuce and tomato was a nice complement to the moist and juicy turkey. His french fries weren’t so bad either, but I preferred my sweet potato fries. We also had just the right seats for people watching; we were across the street from the infamous Atlantic Beach Club. Let’s just say if I was eating crackers, there was more than enough cheese! Gadzooks! It was a scene but the perfect entertainment for our late lunch/early dinner.

After we finished eating, we drove over to Goat Island. This is where all the mega yachts are docked. I don’t think I’ve ever seen so many yachts of this stature ever. They were all quite extraordinary, to say the least.


With only a few more hours left until sundown, we walked into the center of Newport to explore some of the shops. There was such a buzz in the air. I guess everyone wanted to take in every last second of the pleasant weather. I popped into a few stores and ended up hitting a fabulous sale at Kristina Richards. Everything was in my size, which is never usually the case, but I managed to narrow my choices down to this:

If you can’t tell, it’s a knee-length blue dress with 3/4 length poet sleeves and a pretty back ruffle. Score!
When my shopping finally started to wind down, we knew what we needed next. We had worked so hard walking, hiking, and shopping that day that we felt we needed to end the day with a sweet treat.



I chose to have a little bit of frozen yogurt with my purple sprinkles. Jeez! But they were the best darn sprinkles ever…maybe that’s why they named their ice cream shop, ‘Sprinkles’! To boot, sprinkles are complimentary…how can you resist that? But in all seriousness, this was one of the best frozen yogurts I’ve ever had. It was creamy, had bits of mocha blended in, tasted just like a cappuccino and if I didn’t know better, I would have thought I was eating ice cream. Patrick suggested I order a large so that we could share. It was a great idea, except I had about 80% of it. But that’s OK, because I enjoyed every bite of it!
We strolled around while savoring my our frozen yogurt and I was amazed to see so many people were still buzzing about town. There was live music playing (there was a concert going on in a nearby tent), the shops were still open, people were drinking and dining in the outdoor restaurants and bars, college football was on television and people were simply happy to be spending their ‘last’ few moments of summer in such a relaxing, yet fun atmosphere.


What a perfect way to ‘end’ our summer. I think at the beginning of summer, we, New Englanders, were a bit stressed due to the lack of sunny and warm weather. However, once we sort of ‘got over’ that, the hot and humid weather kicked in and summer was in full swing. I think when we focus too much on how something ’should be’ or how it ‘ought to be’, we tend to lose sight on allowing things to just ‘be’. I expected my high school prom to be such an unforgettable night and hoped that it was going to be something so magical. Perhaps if I would have just gone in without having any expectations, I would have had a better time. Patrick and I jumped in our car that afternoon just looking to get out of the city. We weren’t sure where we were going to go exactly or what we were going to do. But, we knew we had great company and the whole day wide open for anything and everything. And sometimes, that is the best road to take…
What did you do this Labor Day weekend? Do you like having plans or would you prefer to fly by the seat of your pants?
Namasté,
Nicole
The refuge sports a newly renovated visitor center, over 2.5 miles of nature trails, viewing platforms, and a number of Refuge volunteers present to help visitors and to help in management of the refuge.
Sachuest Point National Wildlife Refuge is renowned for its fantastic saltwater fishing, and the presence of the largest winter population of harlequin ducks on the East Coast.