It was another one of those days. Something on my calendar, right in the middle of the morning. This was something fun, or at least what I would consider fun. A visit with the dentist, which allows me to see Mrs and the people she works with. The appointment was another follow up for my
Invisalign appliances. It does appear that they are working. No need for any more narrowing of teeth today with the diamond dust encrusted sandpaper or grinding wheel, so the appointment was short and sweet.
I have been happy with the
Invisalign process so far. The appliances can be annoying at times, but I have found them to be a very convenient excuse to decline food offered by friends & co-workers, most of which is on the sweet side. One cannot eat with the appliances installed.
Later on I went to town to go to
Vital Nutrition for some vitamins. The owner, Bob Vander Pyl is an interesting guy with a mind full of knowledge about music, birds, natural history, nutrition and I am sure much more. We chatted a bit about birding and how we have not had time to go out at all and do what we once lived to do. We swapped some stories about owls and discussed our hatred of house sparrows. It was a good visit.
Next stop. Coffee Obsession.
I was really in the mood for a coffee so I stopped at Coffee-O. I treated myself to a mocha latte and headed for the beach, missing my Mrs.
My plan was to sit in the 4Runner, relax and sip my coffee. Instead I drove around, stopping from time to time to watch the water in Vineyard Sound wishing I had brought a warmer jacket, my binoculars and spotting scope.
The photo above was taken on Surf Drive. Many of the cottages located here were rebuilt after Hurricane Bob in 1991. The storm came in and swept the cottages across the road and into Salt Pond. Most were rebuilt on stilts. I have mentioned in an earlier post that this road is part of the Cape Cod Marathon, Falmouth Road Race, a sprint triathlon, and the Coffee-O 5 mile route that I run as often as I can.
I pulled over for a little while to watch the water and savor my coffee. I really enjoy a storm, though this one was still hanging south of the islands. I spent some time taking photos and walking a little on the beach. Back in the car I was thinking about what Saturday might be like and wondered if a trip to the north side beaches in Sandwich might be a good idea to see if any pelagic birds were around. I was cold. "Can't take it like I used to" I thought as I tried to rub the ache out of my left hand, and increased the heat in the seat of the car.
I looked southwest towards Nobska Light and decided to head that way for no particular reason. I drove the narrow, winding roads past the bluff and turned around for some shots of the light.
Nobska Point from Church Street. I love the colors of the coast on an overcast day. I looked at the narrow road heading up to the lighthouse remembering my first Falmouth Road Race trying to run among the masses and jockeying for a better spot. Nearly impossible, but well worth the effort.
I stopped the car in the middle of the road at the 1 mile mark. I recall barely catching a glimpse of it during the run. Just ahead at the curve going up to the right is probably the worst bottleneck on the route. To the left is a stone wall and to the right the drop off to Vineyard Sound protected by a guardrail.
I wanted to take a ride down Fay Road to locate what I believe to be the only residential wind turbine in the town. It was easy to find, but I could not snap an image of it as there were people in the drive way. So, I continued on and came across some great color still left on beech trees. This little spot glowed a golden color that really brightened the day.
Back closer to the center of town, I stopped at Falmouth Inner Harbor. I always like to see the harbor in the off season and marvel at how empty it is. In the summer it always looks so tight in there.
While I was there I took some shots of Falmouth Fire Rescue Marine 1. This boat was purchased and placed in service in June 2005.
I really like my laundry line. It usually takes three loads of clothes easily. It's within view of the road and I often imagine people grumbling to themselves about it as they drive past. I take it one more step and leave my, er, shorts on the line most exposed to the street blowing in the breeze for all to see. My way of flipping them off one more time.
