Anyway, yesterday I made a quick trip over to the Cape for an appointment and a couple of errands. Sitting in my car on the freight deck was stifling, but I managed to find an open porthole to stand beside on both trips, which both cooled me off and afforded me the opportunity to take a few snaps, employing the G7x on my way off, and the R with the 70-200 lens on my way home.
The rowing dory Grace, The Black Dog, and a red umbrella.
Nautical Still Life
The Alabama. I wish I had noticed the human up aloft in the rigging, but everything happens very quickly on a moving ferry.
Nautical Still Life #2
Looking westward towards Tashmoo and Pilot Hill
West Chop Light
Buoy #2. "Red right returning."
East Chop Light.
After being cooped up all afternoon, and since there was still some light left in the day (fading fast, folks), I hopped on my bike and took a short cruise through town where I found, among other things, fisher-boys (and I believe one actual Fisher) down at the town wharf, slaying the menhaden (bunker).
Welcome. Edgartown News was born from the simple fact that I have ink and Dektol in my veins and I need to write and photograph more than I need air or food, and from my love for this little town where I grew up and raised my family, the town I have left a few times but can't quite shake for good. Here you will find the wanderings and musings, photographs and commentary; the people, places, and happenings - past and present - of a small island town: my home town.
Thursday, September 16, 2021
A Quick Getaway
It's hard to believe that for most of twelve years, between 2000 and 2012, I commuted between Brookline and Edgartown every week, leaving my apartment every Monday morning to catch the 10:45 ferry over to the Island, and making the reverse trip on the 5:00 ferry on Tuesday evening back to the mainland. These days I'm lucky to get off the Island every six months, and when I do it feels like a huge production.
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