The camping trip was a success! If you saw my last post, you know that this camping trip was my first time ever camping in my life. It took a while, but I finally made it! Now that I have experienced it, my thoughts are this: Fun, dirt, fun! I don’t consider myself a clean-freak, but I admit, I was very happy to have a nice warm shower when I got home from the trip. But the fun of the experience, and the closeness of nature, and the fire pit, and the friends, and the beach, and everything, all overwhelmingly outweighed the dirt. I would 100% go camping again, for sure!
So what did we do?
Day One was the travel day. The small group I carpooled with arrived at the campsite at about 11 that night, so there wasn’t much to be done except spread the sleeping bags and hit-the-hay. Tents and blow-up air mattresses were provided by the campsite, which was great!
Day Two – Beach, Beach, Beach
Day Two started off with breakfast at the campsite, and we were on the beach by 10:30. Our first beach of the day was Corn Hill Beach, which is on the Cape side. This meant less waves, less wind, less cold, less sharks (haha!). The beach itself was very shallow, only a few steps to the water, but I loved the feel of it! There was grass all down the shoreline, and a small hill to one side with gorgeous shingled homes overlooking the water. There were lots of kayaks, paddle boarders, and swimmers taking on the length of the beach all day.
The water was nice and warm, and we all enjoyed a good long swim, and a bit of sunbathing before the rain started…
…okay, it was more like a sprinkle, but we were concerned that it would begin pouring at any moment, so we quickly packed up and headed to Savory & Sweet Escape for ice cream, and to wait out the storm. After the rain subsided, we went back to the campsite to play Euchre and meet up with a few more from our group who were coming for the second night. After a good round of cards, we gathered up all the food for dinner, and it was back to the beach!
This time we went to Head of the Meadow Beach on the ocean side. It was a completely different feel from Corn Hill, with crashing waves and freezing water. We enjoyed “riding the waves” with no boards, and watching the nearby seals bob up and down. Some of the guys built a fire pit beside a large piece of driftwood we used for seating, and we grilled up hamburgers and roasted hot dogs for dinner. The beach was nearly empty by the time the sun was setting, and aside from a few other groups with their fire pits dotting the beach, we had the place to ourselves. S’mores and banana boats were our dessert, and around 11, someone pulled out a guitar and we all sang around the fire till the beach closed.
Day Three began with breakfast, and a few of us hiking up to the Highland Lighthouse for some peace and some quiet time reading the Bible and praying. Afterward, it was a mad rush to get our campsites packed up before we had to leave at 11 a.m. Some in our group headed back to Boston right away, and the rest of us went back to Corn Hill to get in some more beach time before the long journey back.
We finished off the day with lobster rolls and subs from Maurice’s Market in Wellfleet before saying goodbye to the Cape and heading home.
It was a wonderful, ultra-summery weekend that felt like the perfect farewell to the warmer months.