FIRE ISLAND

After leaving P-town, it was back home for three days before departing off to Fire Island. Fire Island has a completely different feel from P-town for me.  While I find I can meld myself to my surroundings, Fire Island can come across a bit more snotty then say Provincetown or Rehoboth Beach. The boys of the Pines can get very clicky, but I just ingnore those bitches, but over all,  I do find the feeling very magical there. And the trip can be whatever you make of it. For me, it has the amazing architecture of the beach homes of the Pines, and the sandy beaches to tan my fanny, then there is the quaint feeling of Cherry Grove, with it's charming little village. I love that there are no cars allowed, and the use of boardwalks everywhere looks amazing. And I can't lie, my sexual side has enjoyed the meatrack once or twice. But again, it's cool being there, knowing there are no forces against us, since it almost  95% gay. It's like how I would picture gay heaven. It's feels like a brotherhood of sorts. And a good time is had by all. But the deer and there relationship with humans is very magical, for they trust us, since they have no predators there. And the men.woof! And the dancing.

The deer always amaze me.

Here's the male one from a previous post. The female is the one a feed in the video.

Boy, the things these poor deer have seen over the years.

Our hostess Max's, dog, Comet, enthralled by the deer. 

And this is Max, our welcoming host who got us up....I meant... put us up. Yeah. And loved the outdoor shower area. Nothing like showering out of doors.

Your Mistress surveying the ocean.

MM #1 Fan getting dinner ready for the house. We all took turns doing that. And don't mind all the hootch on the counter. Ignore it.

At another house one day, I had a wee bit of a crush on this handsome man. Yet again, another Canadian... Adore a man who isn't afraid to camp it up!!!!! Jean.

Kitty Glitter and Shangela at another house party one afternoon.

Every gay man wants to try a wig at one time or another.

At the orgy one night!

Preston captured me passed out on the beach near dusk one evening. For Pete's sake I could have been raped!

I don't know who he was, but he took my breath away at the one house party. Those pecs!

Look at this poor sap, left in the walk away. Must have been a hellva a night for him.

There  is always time for a cock-a-tail!

This fabulous queen! This is class people.

One day of rain, when we were at Cherry's in the Grove and then there was this!!!!!

Talk about OZ!!!!

 It was actually quite disturbing. I thought I had too much gin and was seeing shit. And with my new infamous wide brim, I was fretting about getting air born and doing an update remake to the Flying Nun.

But then Fire Island had one of the most spectacular sunsets I'd ever seen.

And here's one of the small quaint house parties, I was talking about. Just a few like minded people to mingle with. Small and intimate people. Ahhhhh, the magic of Fire Island.

THE SEA NYMPH RETURNS

Hello everyone!

I've arrived safely back home...

It is always wonderful to return home, but I must admit, it does get very hard with the scale of service and accommodations one becomes spoiled with! While I was gone, the Casa was getting repainted and some updates done, so it was a perfect time for a get away. And boy oh boy, did a have a wonderful time. I shook my maracas but good. The first part of the holiday started in one of my favorite beach towns of Rehoboth Beach with Mistress Maddie's #1 Fan.  This lovely little spigot of land,Rehoboth never became synonymous with homo-hideaway the way Provincetown or Fire Island did; rather, it took a cornucopia-type route, merrily absorbing the latest strand of middle America and weave it into its laid-back,friendly, and increasingly diverse fabric: gay and straight, black and white, young and old, etcetera and one can't forget it's award winning taffy and fudge shops!!!! Or some cock-and-tails at the always lively Blue Moon.

Gratuitous MM#1 Fan shot warning......

Yes...we did take a ride together.....

Rehoboth was pretty relaxing, but there does tend to be much debauchery and late nights, and happy hours, and the social scene you know. Upon being back a day, Daddy Warbucks met me at the Casa and the next day it was off to Newport RI.

The Elms as seen on one of our walks.

I always loved visiting Newport, it was an old fishing port town before the wealthy decided that this was the perfect place to escape the heat of the cities… for just a few months a year. Then, they built… and built… mansions. Beautiful mansions with meticulously landscaped grounds.Their determination to outdo each other resulted in a collection of estates that rivaled the palaces of Europe.

 

Few Americans had ever seen such a display of wealth and opulence and few will ever see it again. These were palaces drenched with valuable furnishings, art and antiques and adorned with rich architecture. They called these places “cottages” and connected them via a Cliff Walk, so us passer bys could see them. The Cliff Walk wound from one estate to another on a path high above the ocean. I especially love walking Cliff Walk in the mornings, inhaling the fragrance of the wild shore roses and the brine kicked up by the waves hitting the rocks. To read about my first trip to Newport back in 2014 just click Newport in my labels for other entries. The main reason for a return for me was to go back and see Beechwood, the Astor's summer home...but alas, it is not open to the public anymore as it has been sold to a private buyer. But none the less, a good time was had by all. Daddy Warbucks had us beautiful lodging at the Ocean House Hotel

Ocean House was meticulously reconstructed to pay tribute to its storied past and offer exceptional personal experiences for guests, members and residents. Open year-round, Ocean House's celebrated hotel and residential accommodations, uncompromising service,and beachfront location all pay homage to New England's golden age of hospitality with timeless elegance.

While Ocean House offers a wide array of top-notch amenities, the two I decided to try was the Afternoon Tea and a spa day.I couldn’t have been happier with the ambiance, the atmosphere, the tea and spa. Afternoon Tea is served in the “Living Room”, which is centrally located. It’s certainly a formal setting, yet the stylish couches are comfortable, the stone fireplace makes it cozy, and the harpist who played throughout the duration of our tea added a celestial element that made the rest of the world fade away. Can't say I ever had a beach day and then took tea!!!

The massage, facial and body scrub was pure heaven. And don't get me started on the room. Warbucks did enjoy watching me take my baths....

One of the seclude beaches we found...and a hike down. Met some interesting people there.

Another day I was entertained by Warbuck's friend Jimmy on board Warbucks's boat he keeps docked up in Newport. I wasn't sure at first about this as yours truly can't swim, but after a gin and tonic or 8 ,who cared. I was just hoping he wouldn't tilt that damn boat on it's side.

The yacht Club

One can see the rooftop of the famous Vanderbilt house, the Breakers, in the background, among other "cottages"

In town one day for some exploring....

 

Loved this big fish above the bar at The Morring, one of two of my favorite places to eat....

And the other was Brick Alley Pub.....

I sooooo need this sign for the Casa!

There is no denying....this was a great first vacation for the summer on both trips, and as usual Daddy Warbucks wouldn't let me hardly pay for anything, which always manages to ruff me. But if your wondering, he was treated very well in my hands!!!! I still couldn't be more relaxed...it was much needed.

 

Ciao for now

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