Posted by Crossing the bridge into Cape Cod almost changes you. That bridge… it’s the barrier between your life and your soul. Once your cross, you leave everything behind, if only for a short while.
On the other side, the only choice is all that you can do, and all you don’t have to.
When a trip to a Salt Pond becomes a quiet walk with nature.
When lighthouses and monuments lead to glorious views.
Where a train ride leads to an inland adventure.
Where the tip of The Cape is just the beginning of a beautiful day…
A day that takes you over mountains of sand…
…To the most breathtaking of beachside sunsets.
Speaking of beaches, there are a few of those.
You can even bring your favorite ride.
Or follow a path to catch some dinner.
The last morning there I biked to the beach one more time, just to walk alone and smell the salty air. I was blessed with a sort of steely sky, the sun pouring a slight golden warmth onto the water. For a moment in time, I could not imagine anywhere I would rather be.
This was my Heaven. This was my Cape Cod.