
on our first full day in cape cod, we spent the morning in the salt marsh in eastham. not having any set plans or any idea what to expect, we just parked the car and started walking. when we got down there, all we were saw was water and some swans. not disappointing, but not exciting either. but then we found a trail and decided to take it. as we were walking, we came across an old man on a bike who stopped us and asked where we were from. before either of us had a chance to answer, he said, "oh, you must be from new york city." we were amazed. when we asked him how he knew, he just smirked and said that he could "just tell". hmmmmm. well, after chatting with him for awhile he let us know that if we continued to follow the trail, we would come across a really beautiful overlook. so we took it. the trail led through a wooded area that was hilly, so it seemed that we were hiking. not a big deal, but anyone who knows me knows that hiking is like a four-letter word to me. but i did it because i really wanted to see what was up there. and boy were we rewarded. here are some of the pictures i took of the marsh and the views.












as we were walking back down the trail and out of the woods, we came across a young family. the father took one look at us and said, "boy, i feel underdressed". that's when lisa and i looked at each other and realized that most people don't go hiking in skirts, dresses, scarves, and jewelry. no wonder that guy thought we were from new york.
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