Rockport appears to suffer from a split personality. On the one hand, it offers enough water- and wildlife-related activities to run the most rugged tourist ragged. On the other hand, the town induces a state of relaxation in visitors that borders on shiftlessness.
“When people first get here, they are very conscious of time, money, unpacking, and doing this and that. They’re in third gear,” says Wayne Nugent, owner of The Habitat guest cabins. “But after they’ve been here a while, they’re just kind of moseying along. My dad used to call it the Rockport Syndrome.”
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