Massachusetts RV Parks: The RV parks in Massachusetts You Want to Visit!
RV parks in Massachusetts are scattered pretty much throughout the state, including Cape Cod, but fewer Massachusetts RV parks are located on the cape than I had expected.
My wife and I rolled through Massachusetts with a 32-foot trailer in tow about midway on a 30,000-mile road trip we had started the year before from our home in the Pacific Northwest. We had come to Massachusetts specifically to see Cape Cod and the islands of Martha’s Vineyard and Nantucket which lie in the Atlantic Ocean close to the Massachusetts coast. All three destinations are worthy ones that provide fascinating looks at Massachusetts culture both present-day and historic. It’s on Cape Cod that the Pilgrims first set foot on the New World, by the way, about five weeks before they came ashore at Plymouth and its famous rock. Our Massachusetts visit is recounted in my book, In Search of America’s Heartbeat: Twelve Months on the Road.
A Massachusetts RV park where we stayed on Cape Cod was:
Peters Pond Park in Sandwich. This RV park provided paved interior roads, 210 dirt sites for travelers, three of them pull-throughs, 140 with full hookups and the rest with water and electric. It provided cable TV, laundry room, groceries, RV supplies, LP gas, snack bar, fishing and swimming in Peters Pond (in season), a boat-launching ramp and dock, recreation hall and planned activities.
Karen and I spent more than a week here in early May, waiting for spring to catch up with us on our northward travels and rushing around to soak up all the Massachusetts history and atmosphere that we could. There’s a lot of it to soak. On Martha’s Vineyard, for example, we stumbled into one of the strangest taverns in America, Vineyard Haven’s Black Dog Tavern. Here’s an excerpt from my book that describes it:
“Karen and I walk in the tavern door and take a table, and something’s not right. I can’t put my finger on it.
“ ‘What can I get you?’ the waitress says.
“ ‘Do you have microbrews?’
“She hesitates a fraction of a second, apparently to see if I’m kidding, and suddenly I realize what’s wrong with this place. It doesn’t smell like a tavern.
“The waitress shakes her head.
“ ‘This is a dry town,’ she says.
“ ‘This is what?’
“ ‘Dry,’ she says. ‘A dry town. You can’t buy alcohol here.’
“Word is, the Douglas family makes more from Black Dog T-shirts and mugs and such than it does from the tavern itself.
“I can believe it. Hey, when you operate a tavern in a dry town, you’d better have a fall-back plan.”
If you’re considering exploring any Massachusetts RV parks, I hope you’ve found these observations helpful. If you know of any other RV parks in Massachusetts that I should add to this list, e-mail me at firstname.lastname@example.org
To read a great book about life on the road, including my travels through some of the great RV parks of New England, grab your copy of In Search of America’s Heartbeat: Twelve Months on the Road.