E and I had hoped to go away somewhere nice while M was away on a trip with his confirmation class. Our original idea had been to go somewhere on the Cape overnight. However, when Saturday’s forecast was for damaging high winds with passing snow flurries, we reluctantly decided the weather wasn’t beachy enough to justify an overnight hotel cost. But by Sunday, the winds had died down somewhat, so we took a day trip to Plum Island. (Dying down was a relative concept — they were still gusting around 40 mph.)
The boardwalk through the marsh.
Did I mention it was cold enough that blobs of ice were clinging to the bases of some of the reeds?
No wonder we pretty much had the place to ourselves. That’s E by the observation tower.
Although there were a number of turkeys around to keep us company.
This dune reminded me of an Egyptian pyramid.