Post by Grubb.
With clear skies and a faint, almost nonexistent breeze, we headed toward Sandy Neck Beach trudging on a trail of pure sinking sand that cut through sea coast marshland. Signs on either side of the path warned us not to stray. The advice was taken seeing that the poison ivy had taken on a crimson tinge.
The sand on the beach along the Cape Cod inlet was more firmly packed. Big-wheeled vehicles rolled by.
The inlet was shallow enough so that nothing larger than small sail boats seemed to skim the surface. Deirdre talked about fluctuating tides, but for all the minimal wave action we could have been standing on the shore of a lake.
Millway Beach (above)
Saturday sunbathers, picnickers, seagulls posing on the pebbles, it all felt like Cape Calm. Down the beach, mocking any threat of bad weather, someone was flying a kite. Sandy Neck Beach was as quiet as a Winslow Homer painting. There were rules, regulations, and paid permits that allowed access. For public seaside recreation in a post-modern world, it seemed austere in a dreamy sort of way, latter day Puritans letting go, but not without restraint. This was not Venice—or even Tingley—Beach. There wasn’t even a hint that things could get out of control. It was a beach made for old guys like me.
Welcome to New England Grubb!!! Just blink and the weather will change!!!!!😂
Funny that you mention “What Hurricane?”. This Thursday September 21, 2023 will be the 85th anniversary of the ’38 hurricane which destroyed most of southern New England’s coastline and changed the landscape forever along the coast. Ella and my grandfather’s house was blown down and Ella’s mother and her family had to escape to the barn for safety, because it had just been filled with hay bales and was strong enough to withstand the winds. You would not have wanted to experience that!!!! Hurricanes can be pretty powerful, but thankfully, Hurricane Lee veered far enough away not to bother us.
Aaaahhh The Cape! Such beautiful photos. So nice to see. Thank you for sharing.
The green and the water. Can’t get enough.
Post-tropical storm Lee hit Nova Scotia instead. My son Jonathan was without power for 30+ hours and a large elm tree on his street was completely uprooted.
Hopefully no damage to his house.