Friday (June 21, 2013) – Besides being my favorite Cape beach to go during the day, Mayflower Beach in Dennis is a great place to catch sunset over the water. Being on the East Coast in New England, there are limited places that you can see the sun setting over water. Sunrise over water, no problem, but I would have to get up REALLY, REALLY EARLY to be able to capture a summer sunrise. Anyone that knows me, knows THAT isn’t going to happen often! LOL
Dennis is on the North shore of the Cape, inside the hook, so you are able to look west over the water towards the Canal. On a clear day, you can even see a hint of Boston beyond that.
Here are a few of the shots I captured as the sun sank into the horizon and during the blue hour that followed. Enjoy!
I had a little fun playing around with the 360 degree panoramic setting on my camera.
Friday (June 21, 2013) – Keeping my wanderings local this day, I headed towards Hyannis and took a couple random turns and see where the roads took me. Apparently, all roads in Hyannis lead to the same couple of spots. LOL! I wound up down by the harbor watching the ferries come and go.
Here are a few shots of my visit. Enjoy!
Friday (June 21, 2013) – Right up the street from my vacation spot in West Yarmouth on Route 28 is the Baxter Grist Mill. I drive by it numerous times when I am down the Cape for my vacation every year. Finally, this year, when I was heading out to explore, I stopped to check the area out.
The mill stands on the edge of a small pond that is home to a family of swans as well as a few snapping turtles (as signs in the area warn). An online search afterwards led me to the Historical Society of Old Yarmouth (http://www.hsoy.org/historic/baxtermill.htm) which provided some of the history of the mill. Baxter Grist Mill was built in the early 1700s and operated until around 1900 – an impressive run, if I do say so myself.
As the gate in the fence that surrounds the mill was not locked when I arrived, I was able to get close to the mill and water for some interesting shots. The mama, daddy and baby swans also came over for a quick hello before heading back to their nest in the tall grass on the other side of the pond.
The sandy clearing filled with scrub pine and ant hills was reminiscent of the summers of my youth in the 70s down in Maushop Village in New Seabury – of nights watching the old men play bocce ball after walking up to the village store by the Popponesset Inn for an after-dinner ice cream.
But enough of my waxing nostalgic. Here are a few of my favorite shots from the afternoon. Enjoy!