It's A Summer-Kind-of-ThingThe New Hampshire coast is only 14 miles long.

But interesting and diverse.
It's a cultural landscape that abuts Massachusetts to the south
and Maine to the north.
Along the way is a funny mix of towns:
honky tonk Seabrook;
lush and quiet Rye;
old money New Castle;
boom town in Portsmouth.

One of our favorite spots is an old clam shack in Seabrook called Ceals's that was started just after WWII by a woman who handed down the business to daughter and then to granddaughter.

I suspect it has not changed one iota in over 60 years. It's success in based on a secret recipe for fried clams that is absolutely the finest on the coast.

Ceal's opens in early May on weekends only
but by June is open for business every day and night.
Larry and I will visit Ceal's once or twice a season to savor some of her delicious
(if artery-clogging) food.
It is a take-out sort of place with a little attached covered porch for eating.

A few weekends ago on an overcast Sunday, we made our trek to Ceal's and then made our way up the coast to Hampton Beach - which is a bit honky tonk now but wasn't in my youth.

We were set to match skills at Skee Ball on the board walk -
also an annual event for us.

I beat his pants off with great scores!

That weekend was the official annual challenge of sand sculptures and here are a few photos.

All on a fantastical theme.Pretty wonderful.