The Woods Hole Inn is your one-stop shop for a stylish New England elopement — vintage-restored guest room, home-made breakfasts each morning and advice in arranging all the details for your perfect wedding. New England elopement was never so easy!
Chad and Kendall came up this week from Texas to tie the knot in the magic hour at Nobska Lighthouse. The Woods Hole Inn staff helped them coordinate the officiant, the marriage license, flowers and a photographer.
The photos from this extraordinary afternoon really tell the whole story, and at the risk of sounding like an Irish poet: Chad and Kendall, may the rosy glow of sunset illuminate your marriage for many years to come and may you remember to return to Woods Hole to connect with this special day with it’s darkening sky, empty seascape, dramatic lighthouse and a young couple deeply in love.
Of course there is the sweet morning repast to jog your memory; my father always said the perfect honeymoon breakfast was a roll in bed with honey.
To book your elopement at the Woods Hole Inn, check out our special package here.
Looking for the perfect spot to propose on Cape Cod? Meet Jeanette and Andres, a couple whose Cape Cod proposal story will warm your heart as much as this incredible photo of them with the sun setting behind them, shot in the very moment that Andres proposed!
In their own words:
“Dear Woods Hole Inn:
We are so grateful for the beautiful moments we have shared with the Inn. Since our first stay in 2013, we haven’t stopped talking about our time in Woods Hole.
Our most recent stay was thanks to our participation in the 2013 photo contest. After learning that we won, we immediately celebrated and planned our return visit to what is now one of the most memorable places in our lives.
Andres and I have been together for 10 wonderful years. On our last night, Andres proposed to me by the Nobska Lighthouse, which was a recommendation by the staff. After I said YES, the staff had champagne and a big hug waiting for us at the Inn.
We have traveled all around the world, though it was no surprise that one of the most special nights of my life was shared at Woods Hole Inn. We hope to continue to visit your Inn for many years to come. We wanted to give a special thanks to Joe for all his help and kindness.
Thank you from the bottom of our hearts,
Jeanette and Andres
We are so honored to have this happen right at the Woods Hole Inn, and even better from a winner of our T-shirt contest! Check Jeanette’s winning photo from last year’s contest here, and see you soon in Woods Hole.
Spring is in the air, and despite a three day storm where Old Mother Nature huffed and puffed and tried to blow our house down, the crocuses are popping with longer sunnier days reminding me that summer is right around the corner.
I guess that blooming witch hazel in an inch of snow, followed by crazy high tides from our most recent two storms are pretty normal for March on Cape Cod, but sometimes the schizophrenia of season-shifting leaves me scratching my head and wondering … what coat should I wear? Slushy rain, followed by freezing rain, followed by plain old rain, followed by plenty of mud is about how I would describe it from my shoes point of view.
I am enjoying getting out of the house on long walks with my “Weekend Wellness” guests — customers who bought a two night package including power walks and a wellness seminar. This weekend, I walked three hours with people from the Inn, showing them all over Woods Hole from Penzance Point to Nobska Lighthouse. I love the oohs and aahs of newcomers to the dinghy-cluttered yards in town, the massive lawns on the outskirts, and everywhere the vistas with ferries coming and going like toy boats out to entertain us. Views + fresh air = a clear mind. Add a camera in my hand and I am particularly happy.
Here is a photo essay of the many facets of weather I have seen just in the last two weeks. I hope you enjoy it, and maybe consider joining us some day in the fabulously quiet off-season.
The winter months pass faster than you might imagine, as you count the days for Cape Cod summer to return. The sunsets are glamorous and this winter has been unusually warm — a mixed blessing for those of us so close to sea level. If global warming is for real, then we are looking into the maw of the beast. The silver lining? The mild weather makes it easier to dash out at sunset and catch this kind of panorama.
Construction continues at the Woods Hole Inn. The second floor, where the new guest rooms are located, is almost done. This week they put the finish paint on, and next week will be consumed with refinishing the amazing original hardwood floors. Radiators went back in, the old school cast iron kind, and french doors were hung on the doors to the decks. Deck railing comes next week as well.
On the third floor, where the staff of the Inn will live soon enough, the drywall and plastering is complete and carpenters are putting the trim on the windows and molding along the floor boards. Sadly, the old wood floors up there were trashed, a cruel fate required for structural reasons by the Falmouth building department. In it’s place, the sustainable cork tiles will look modern and clean. The shapes of the rooms can finally be seen fully, and it’s odd to have such an intimate memory of the bones underneath the skin of the walls.
We are ordering a special wallpaper for the front hall, made from the piles of 1946-era check in cards we found stashed in the attic. I am confident that it will look graphic and interesting, and also delight those who want to reminisce about Mrs Josiah Smith of Vineyard Haven who stayed at the inn in 1946 for $3 per night. In addition, I found two incredible Russian ship lanterns, galvanized metal with red paint and old marine glass. I am having them made into lights for the front porch. You will tell me if you think they make the right “vintage restored” statement when they are finally hung in place.
I took my copy of building plans and wrote a love note to the person who will unearth all our work 50 years from now. I tried to express the joy I found in the doing, but I secretly hope they will know my passions from the lines of the house before they ever find my rushed scribbles.
A few images for you:
View from the top of the stairs looking down. The splattered wood you see in the middle will be removed so that you can experience three stories in the entrance. These are the walls that will be wall-papered with the check in cards from 1946.
Top floor, a lovely living room with private balcony and views to Martha’s Vineyard. Grey from the fresh plaster, this will be painted white and all trimmed out.
Another view of the same room, the light streaming in from the side of the building that faces the Martha’s Vineyard ferry.
New bathrooms with combo shower-tubs and the vintage floors brought back to their pre-paint glory.
Cast iron tubs came from the tub doctor in New Bedford. They look happy to be out of the showroom and back in the action.
Finally, the perfect image of the summer coming, from my friend Denise at the Sippewissett Campgrounds. This is what we are all waiting for. Thank you for sharing this, Denise — Nobska Lighthouse on an incredible summer day.
I can’t wait to be out on my boat looking up at that lighthouse, waiting for the fireflies to come out, basking in the last light of the day as the sun sets over Vineyard Sound. See you all this summer.
The produce, finally fresh. The sun, steadily shining. The weight of school children’s daily burden, graciously lifted. June is a month understandably adored. And June, throughout centuries of folklore and more modern tradition, is the month for weddings.
In Roman myth, the month of June was thought to be lucky for marriage because its namesake, the goddess Juno, represented women and love. And this past June weekend, the Woods Hole Inn played host to a wedding party, with the bride Meg effusing goddess qualities all her own, rain or shine.
Despite an uncharacteristically gray June morning, the bridesmaids started the day early (post-gourmet continental breakfast, of course) with smiles and a garment steamer.
And with the sight of tulle and the smell of hairspray wafting through the halls of our historic inn, the anticipation grew throughout the morning.
And then the wedding dress was revealed.
And though the gray skies opened into gray showers, the bridal party remained cheerful and calm.
And preparations for the lovely event that was to be held rain or shine at Woods Hole’s own Nobska Lighthouse continued.
Along with a few last-minute dress alterations.
Once the bride was dressed, the troops were rallied.
And after last minute touch ups…
it was bridal party portrait time.
For as soon as the rain let up, it was time to say goodbye.
Or perhaps hello, as these sort of life events seem to lend themselves.
We wish Meg & Mike the best of luck on their new adventure. We are confident that the blessings of a joyful smile on a cloudy day will fill their lives together with genuine happiness.