Confess. Each time you spend a night in a Bed and Breakfast you think to yourself — hmmm, I could do this. I could run a B&B. This could be for me. Or could it?
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Confess. Each time you spend a night in a Bed and Breakfast you think to yourself — hmmm, I could do this. I could run a B&B. This could be for me. Or could it?
Lynn grew up in Cape May. She always dreamed of one day owning a home here. “I knew this was where I wanted to be,” she said. And after graduating college, she returned, found a job, and a man to share her life, one who also shared her dream of owning a home in Cape… Read more »
Victorian Cape May is a seaside town like no other. The ancient ocean rolls up on her flat beaches within yards of meticulously decorated wooden homes. At holiday time, Cape May is in stark contrast to her cousin towns on the Jersey shore.
If one lives down here, one is prepared to not like anything written by outsiders about our little world. Why, you landlubbers may ask? Because they never get it right, that’s why. It’s like Hollywood trying to make a movie about the working class. The world of the working stiff is either over-romanticized or downright insulting. Lawrence Schiller does not make that mistake in his recently published book, “Cape May Court House – A Death In The Night.”
“Where’s the courthouse?”
Some sit patiently waiting. Some stand — their bodies pivot, arms upraised, binoculars in hand. They speak in quiet tones like people waiting for a golfer to hit a crucial shot. It’s easy to tell the serious hawk watchers from the everyday tourist or curious spectator. For one, they have equipment.
It was a dark and stormy night…. well….it was dark. Desiree, our guide to ghostly apparitions, has already led us up Beach Avenue, along Jackson Street, over to the Washington Street Mall, down Ocean and, now, we stand peering up into the window of Room #10 at the Hotel Macomber, formerly the Stockton Villa, circa 1914, on Beach Avenue and Howard Street.
It’s harvest time in Cape May. Not tomatoes, corn or lima beans but grapes. Chardonnays, Sauvignon Blancs, White Rieslings, Merlots. Grapes from which fine wines are made. Vineyards are popping up in Cape May County. The look is unmistakable. Rows and rows of wooden framed wire fencing with green vines stretching across them. You can… Read more »
So, which is it…Beach Drive or Beach Avenue? The debate continues!
To call fishing a pastime, or hobby, is an understatement in Cape May . For many, it’s an entire life. Families live by the sea — their livelihood dependent on Mother Nature’s good will. Their lifestyles are different, reliant on weather, tides, seasons.
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