great white.

right now i smell like the sea.

and i have a layer of salt over my skin.

we arrived in cape cod late last night.

the drive was horrible, but it's over and i have a week to recover from it. i slept in for longer than i have in a while, and after i showered we went out on the boat.

i don't know about you, but i'll take a day on the boat over a day at the beach any day.

we rode out to monomoy to go fishing. in case you aren't aware, monomoy island is where all the great white sharks hang out because that's where all the seals are. i guess they have moved to chatham for now, but we did see a few seals. despite the title of this post, we didn't see any sharks. maybe tomorrow.

the fish were kind of scarce so we only caught three stripers. megan was probably the funniest to watch just because it took every muscle in her body just to reel in her fish. so naturally, i took a lot of pictures of her struggle against that thirty-three inch fish.

i know i said cape hatteras was a sleepy sea town, but cape cod feels even more so. it's not because it's as quiet. it's because it's new england. new england towns have such a different feel. there aren't the big, tall, showy beach houses that you see in florida. there are huge houses that happen to be on a beach. houses that just look like they belong to billionaires, and probably do. with house boats sitting right outside and shiny, new cars parked in the driveway. think martha's vineyard.

all of the houses are the same shades of new england neutrals and covered with wooden, grayish shingles for siding. big shutters are a must. occasional pops of red are satisfactory.

i will take more pictures of the houses later this week. 

until tomorrow.

love,

Lo