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
No comments:
Post a Comment