Catch of the Day

It was just me and Stage Harbor Light this morning at sunrise.

The view from Cockle Cove Beach, so calming.


Calming for me, that is.

Yet for the fishermen out there at sea…


It was just another day to catch a fish.


Personally? Getting the chance to look at that view, I kinda’ think I was the one who hauled in the catch of the day!   😉

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Memorial Day, Part III – Forest Beach

I arrived at Forest Beach and was thrilled to see that our rosa rugosas had bloomed overnight. Like many a Cape Codder, I wait for them all winter.

Taking a look around me, it sure seemed like everyone had gone fishin’!

One of the big commercial fishing boats was just heading out under a full head of steam.

Closer to shore, fishermen in all shapes and sizes were using their own unique methods for hauling in their catch of the day.

I was drawn to one fisherman just beyond the jettie where I was standing.

It was easy to get mesmerized. Spellbound…

By the light on the water. The slow, methodical motions of this solitary fisherman simply going about his work.

It was nice to see that I was not alone in the pleasure of the moment.

Yet as the sun climbed higher and higher, I knew I’d better get a move on to my next stop if I wanted to find a parking place.

On to Red River Beach!

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Rising Above the Small Stuff

At about this time every summer when I am juuust about ready to scream about the dripping humid heat and the Cape Cod crowds, I am reminded of how small my worries really are.

On my evening walks I hear the cries of hungry, young ospreys filling the skies above the marshes and I am reminded…

Osprey24That they beat the air with tireless wings, day in and day out, in order to learn this thing they absolutely must — fishing.

Osprey77-BlogFor this is survival time. In the days ahead juvenile ospreys must learn to fish so they can eat today and be strong for the long flight home come October.

Rising in the air, then falling, then rising again, somehow with repeated attempts and uncoordinated failures…

Osprey78-BlogThey finally do manage to figure it all out.

Osprey79B-BlogOsprey45-Blog.SIn comparison to their struggles, I guess can handle a little more heat and noise as summer draws to a close here on ole’ Cape Cod.  😉

Sally

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Everyone’s Gone Shellfishin’

Shellfishing season has arrived at Mill Creek here on Cape Cod, and yesterday afternoon the Landing was a-buzz with activity when I arrived!

Almost as soon as I started down the hill…

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I spotted the first fisherman, armed with a long handled rake, waders,  and a big black tub.

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From the looks of his technique, it appeared that he’d done a few times before.

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A lone seagull, circling back and forth overhead told me that he wasn’t  the only shellfisherman hoping for a good haul that night!

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Further out, I spotted a second fisherman trying his luck on the muddy flats.

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He, too, had a buddy who was watching his every move, perhaps hoping to be the recipient of a kindhearted scrap or two!

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A third fisherman was slowly hauling his catch to shore…

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Stopping now and again to check a spot he might have missed…

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Ahhh… sweet success!

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Finally, as the light started to wane, the beach walkers were turning for home…

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And the fishermen were calling it a day, too.

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And as I turned to make my own way home, I had a hunch there might be more than a few fishermen who would sleep very well – and full – that night.  😉

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Thanks for visiting me here again at Images of Cape Cod.

‘Til next time!

Sally