Gay Head, November '08
Thanksgiving week on the Vineyard. One of my goals was to get up to Gay Head and find the glacial boulder that is prominent in a photograph on display on the M/V Island Home, a photo taken in 1915. I wanted to compare the landscape of today, using the boulder as a reference, with the landscape of almost 100 years ago.
I did find the boulder, after walking over an at-first daunting, very rocky beach. The rocks turned out to be of little consequence to me, however, as I am sure-footed in my Merrills. In fact, I welcome a variety of terrains with which to challenge myself. The walk down around the head of the cliffs did require much concentration; no room for dreamy gazes off to the horizon or meandering thoughts on this walk.
I've never seen this beach so strewn with rocks. Where do they come from? Do they lie beneath the sand, to be uncovered by winter storms? Do they migrate here? I think it must be the former.
Whatever the answer, it's hard to imagine that this will ever be a sandy beach again. But I know it will be.
Read MoreI did find the boulder, after walking over an at-first daunting, very rocky beach. The rocks turned out to be of little consequence to me, however, as I am sure-footed in my Merrills. In fact, I welcome a variety of terrains with which to challenge myself. The walk down around the head of the cliffs did require much concentration; no room for dreamy gazes off to the horizon or meandering thoughts on this walk.
I've never seen this beach so strewn with rocks. Where do they come from? Do they lie beneath the sand, to be uncovered by winter storms? Do they migrate here? I think it must be the former.
Whatever the answer, it's hard to imagine that this will ever be a sandy beach again. But I know it will be.
