So a walk on a pine needle path is a close second. Still searching for the boundary marker for Chatham-Harwich from the 1700s. Didn't find today but the saunter through the wood was delightful.
many fallen trees- some so old the bark is blown off!
love the fine white sand underfoot so far from the beach.
That will be it for a while- high tick season on the way. Will have to content myself with the bike paths. And a bus to no where.
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