Cape Cod - August 28, 2009

The last couple of days at Cape Cod we just chilled. After jumping off the wooden bridge a couple of times at high tide, walking along the sand picking up remnants of shells, eating until we almost burst, stopping off for that great purple blackberry ice cream, eating fresh baked goods every chance we had, it was finally time to just sit on the beach on a cool day to relax.

I met a couple of kids on the pier fishing with their dad. Max was very proud of his fish and showed what a great job he did casting out. His sister Olivia told me a great tale about the one that got away.

We ate cod sandwiches at Macs Seafood at the picnic tables overlooking the bay. There had intermittent wifi so I could post a couple notes on facebook. Not really enough time to upload photos. The baby liked when I took her for a walk in the stroller around the pier.

Friday Stan and I ventured back toward Provincetown (P-Town)and stopped in Turo at the Highland lighthouse. The Lighthouse was moved about 500 or more feet inland from its original location where it was built in 1857 as erosion had tranfigured the shoreline. The lighthouse was moved in two parts; the tower and connecting small buildings and then the house. It was charming. There is just a peaceful overlook at the edge of the cliffs.

Everything at Cape Cod is pretty close to each other, however there are dense pine forests on each side of the road so things are hidden from view. We stopped at the visitor center at the National Park to look around and view a movie about Marconi, who sent the first wireless telegram to England in the early 1900's. We have this great opportunity with wifi over the internet connections due to the advances he made. Thanks Marconi.

Up the street from the National Park center is Race beach. It was such as short walk to the beach through weathered snow/sand drift fences. A storm was expected later in the afternoon so the beach was sparsely populated with people today. Hardly anyone was playing in the ocean. It looked like the shore sloped off pretty severely and it was chilly. We just sat, watched, enjoyed the sunshine and the sound of crashing waves.

Off to P-town (Provincetown) for an extra helping of local color. Every other person is holding hands and enjoying the shops and food. Did I mention that every other person was gay or lesbian. We stopped to watch some street performers and pick up some delicious sandwiches and the best coconut cupcake I've ever tasted.