That being said, there's a lot of sand on Cape Cod. We went to the beach on Nantucket Sound, arranged our beach chairs and sat in the sun and the sand for several hours (with plenty of sunscreen).
|Looking out over Nantucket Sound|
Usually, the water off Cape Cod is pretty cold. So we were surprised to find it a relatively tolerable 72 degrees or so. It was so warm that I actually went swimming, which shocked B, since as she constantly reminds me, I am pretty much of a wimp when it comes to cold water.
Then we rode our bikes up to Seymour Pond, which is a kettle pond -- a shallow body of water formed by the retreating glacier. Some kettle ponds turn into marshes and bogs. But Seymour Pond is nice fresh water, and small enough so the sun heats it up to 76 or 78 degrees. So the temperature was nowhere near glacial. I not only went for a swim, but I actually stayed in for a while.
We also went to an outdoor band concert, where they were celebrating the birthday of Sadie, a beloved local grandmother. She's 95 years old. The band leader was not much younger than that. But he did a great job, and entertained us with various American classics as well as a soulful rendition of "Old Cape Cod."
|Plaque for Tip O'Neill in Harwichport, MA|
Another local celebrity was Thomas "Tip" O'Neill, who was elected to the Congressional seat vacated by John Kennedy in 1952. O'Neill served as Speaker of the House from 1977 until his retirement in 1987. He died in 1994.
|View from the O'Neill monument|
Other than that . . . we've been eating. Clam rolls, clam chowder. Lobster rolls; lobster tails; lobster . . . oops, I mean, chowdah and lobstah, which is the way they say it around here. Which is one of the reasons why I like to go on vacation. You meet people who are a little different, with different backgrounds, different accents, and different views.
|George steamed the lobsters for us|