Traditions | Cape Cod

      We all have traditions. Some may be small, like always having hot cocoa on Christmas morning, or maybe your family always has a cook out on Labor Day weekend.

     Our biggest tradition is going down to Cape Cod sometime in September with a group of friends. It's been a get-together for over 30 years now. I've been going for as long as I can remember. My favorite part about it, is that it's always the same. I can give you an overview of the weekend right now:

-Most everyone arrives Friday night,

-Sticky Buns made by Meme Howes for breakfast,

-Around 11AM we all head over to Head of the Meadow beach- some on bikes and the rest drive,

-Most all the bikers do the 4 mile round trip bike trail next to the beach,

-We hang out on the beach 'till 2:30, or until we're all hungry,

-Haystacks for lunch, then we all chill around the campfire pit,

-Rush over to Herring Cove to watch the sunset,

-Build a fire on the beach and roast hotdogs and marshmallows,

-Return to camp around 9PM

-More Sticky Buns for breakfast, then we all pack up,

-Go shopping in P-Town, maybe climb the tower,

-Return to the campground for lunch.

     For the most part it's always is like that. I like it; you always know what's happening next. It's consistent. But just recently, my father decided that he no longer liked "the same old routine" and so he was put "in charge" of directing the weekend. While not much changed, it made for a good laugh! But we had fun and we're all looking forward to next year. 

-Autumn Story Mott

Road Trips in the Middle of Nowhere

     Since we live in the middle of nowhere, we always add in extra time when we go somewhere. No, not because of the usual problems, like cows blocking the dirt road, or getting stuck behind a tractor on Main Street, but because of our community:

-Stopping to say "Hi" to the farmer down the road as he rotates the cows to the orchard pasture,
-Chatting a minute with the young family up the road as they're out in their yard with their horses and toddlers,
-Slowing down to wave at the couple who walk the the roads picking up trash- just 'cause they care,
-Pulling over to "harass" a neighbor about coming to get his "junk" out of our back lot,
-Slowing down as we pass a empty house to remember the family that lived there,
-Taking the time to enjoy the beauty that we're driving through, instead of pounding down a highway at 65mph.

-Autumn Mott