it was the best of times, it was the worst of times...

(right: the weather for the duration of the weekend; left: the weather the morning we packed up)

and now my friends hear this tale of woe and wonder...
(how's that for dramatic effect?! haha)

this trip, as with most things in life, was about learning to take the good with the not so good.

we got a late start and ended up setting up the tent in the dark.
but we did it, made our supper over the campfire, enjoyed the stars overhead,
and were ready to put the rough start behind us and begin anew the next morning.

i woke up early and got everything out for the day and to make flapjacks.
(because obviously flapjacks provide great strength for such endeavors)

then it started to hail about the size of peas...
and then it started to rain and pour...
on everything i'd just taken out.

leaving us with one change of clothes and one dry towel to mop it and ourselves up.

so we secured the rain tarp and huddled in our bags and read and napped for a while
and tried to think of what to do next.

spring rains bring spring growth so we took heart and ventured out...

without rainproof hiking clothes, we decided hiking was OFF the menu.
fried food cape cod style was definitely ON.


i'm not a seafood person, so i ordered a monte cristo.
yum.


i am placated by fried food and an afternoon of antiquing.
(i'll share my finds tomorrow!)


this was the view of our campsite...directly on one of the kettle ponds!
we'll be back another time to enjoy Nickerson State Park's beauty in it's full glory.

in the meantime...
i'm wishing i could stay on the cape forever no matter what the weather
because it is such a beautiful place, especially the quiet woodsy areas
away from the yacht clubs and overblown mansions.

and i am still craving that monte cristo...