We had a great day today in Plymouth, Ma.!
Our first stop was the Plimouth Plantation. This place takes you back to the 17th century when the pilgrims first arrived for a real glimpse into what life was like.
We started the day at the the Plimouth Plantation. It is such a neat place. Our fist stop when we got there was the barn, they were milking goats 🐐 and feeding the babies.
It was so cool because we were the only ones there and they asked the girls if they wanted to help feed the babies. They got to feed Heather and Rachel! Those baby goats came running into the barn straight to the girls and guzzled down their bottles. Listening to the girls giggle and talk to the baby goats was so neat. Love these opportunities traveling gives them.
After the barn we headed to the Indian village, the Wampanoag Indians lived here in Mass. before the pilgrims came. The houses they made and how they lived were so interesting. The people here dressed as Indians are all descendants of this tribe in Massachusetts.
Our next stop was the craft center, they had a potter, a baker, and a weaver in there showing us how things were made back then. Bree is really into pottery so she loved watching the man spin a bowl on his potters wheel. Ryanna watched the baker knead a massive amount of bread.
Afterwards, they each got to take home some of what they watched.
Ryanna and her loaf of bread. 🍞
Bree with her ink pot.
Then we headed into the 17th century town.
We saw a man repairing his home. He had to make drod, mud stuff he was putting on the walls of his home to seal it. He dug a big hole and then mixed it all in the hole with his feet. It was so interesting to watch and listen to him talk about construction of the houses when they first landed, while he was stomping in a hole of mud, that I forgot to take a picture!
The walls behind the girls are covered with drod.
The ultimate tiny house living
Next stop was a lady making bag pudding. She had oats and raisins of the sun, spices, milk and eggs. Goats milk, because they didn’t have any cows at this time. Any cows milk products had to be shipped over. She mixed it all up and then took a cloth and dumped all of it in. She wrapped it up which made it look like it was in a bag. Then she dropped it in a pot of water. She placed it over the fire and waited. Ry checked back on her on our way out of town and the water had just begun to boil so she said it would take at least an hour to finish cooking.
So grateful for my stove and microwave.
In another house a lady was making toast over the fire and had roasted a chicken. Then we reached the House we could play in, so we did.
My modern day vacuum is amazing…this broom was crazy!
We headed out of the town for lunch and they had authentic 17th century food so the girls both tried some. They loved it!
Ryanna tried succotash.
Bree had a turkey dinner.
Off to the grist mill! The mill was down in the actual town of Plymouth so we headed there. Here they make cornmeal and grits. The girls were so excited about the grits. Apparently it was a staple for the pilgrims and was served a lot in Massachsuetts, then it faded out of the north. We in the south still love it though!
After seeing the mill explained, they still grind at this spot every Friday and Saturday, we headed downstairs where the girls got to grind and sift for themselves.
They ended up sifting two pounds of cornmeal and two pounds of grits.
They also had a herring ladder in the river next to the mill so we were able to watch them as they jumped up the ladder and swam up stream.
Next stop, Plymouth Rock. We had been warned that it wasn’t much and it wasn’t. Just a large rock on the waters edge, about where they believe the pilgrims first landed.
Last stop for the day was the monument to our forefathers. This was a giant monument standing for what our forefathers believed our nation should be built on.
Off to our hotel for the night, tomorrow we touch down in the 50th state, Rhode Island!
Plimouth is spelled this way because when the Pilgrims landed they spelled phonetically, it wasn’t until later they believed to have spelled it with a “y”.