At work, we worry that people are going squirrely after working from home for 4 months. At home, Heidi and I are going (a little) squirrely. So we decided to get away for a few days to a place that doesn’t require quarantine.
If you’re fond of sand dunes and salty air
Quaint little villages here and there
You’re sure to fall in love with old Cape CodOld Cape Cod” is a song, written by Claire Rothrock, Milton Yakus, and Allan Jeffrey, and published in 1957.
I guess, technically, we left Cape Cod when we boarded the ferry in Hyannis , but Nantucket is quaint too. I was hoping that one of the billionaires on the island would adopt us, but even though I’m sure they could see us as they flew over in their private jets, that didn’t happen.
We rented bikes and rode to Siasconset, but 3 miles into our ride, the gears literally broke off my bike. We called the rental company and they brought a replacement bike within 20 minutes. No harm, no foul.
The beach in Siasconset was overcast, and the surf was rough, but we stayed long enough to watch the seals hanging out just beyond the breakers.
The bike path on the ride back was straight as an arrow. It took us through part of the island known as the Middle Moors, where it looks like the Serengeti. Who knew?
Next day we visited the Whaling Museum, which had just reopened after a lengthy COVID-19 hiatus. It’s a fascinating collection highlighting Nantucket’s history as a whaling centre.
Heidi was impressed by the island’s hydrangeas.