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While I was Out East I hit the near reaches of the Cape for a little beach action.

Well, being February, it wasn’t that  kind of beach action, but hey, I’m old, so I’m not that fussy…

Getting around the bay-side coastal roads involves a fair amount of blind wandering through salt marshes and tall grasses:

…especially if you don’t know where you’re going!

The harbors of the small towns were mostly packed away for the season, with boats in dry-dock and docks stacked on dry land; I only saw a few rigs still in the water:

The shoreline itself is pretty built-up and almost entirely privately owned, which makes parking problematic, and sporadic at best.  Consequently, I only stopped in a few places, and kept my lens pointed out to sea to sample nature and exclude the development.

A rocky reach-around:

Catching a wave:

This particular beach was awash with the white noise of these small pebbles tumbling in the surf, first cast ashore, then dragged away in a cacophony of clattering crystals.  I liked it.

Waves crash on a dark jetty:

…as the implacable sea comes and goes in a dance its done for years uncounted:

These are strange scenes to the eyes of a hill-town boy, and I’m sure I missed much in the way of subtleties.  The sea looked very different with every shot, and I’m really not sure why.  I guess I’ll chalk it up to The Learning Curve and hope to have a better grip on things when I return later in the season.

All shots here are courtesy of Elliot, who tilted his little butt off to get them.

Thanks, Kid.