Another stop every time we are on the Cape is the town of Chatham. Street after street of beautiful homes and a main street that winds its way through the village. Charming - expensive, but charming!
Chatham has recently begun to dub itself as the "Great White Capital of New England", and with good reason!
|We would camp on the Cape for a couple of weeks each summer as I was growing up. One of the highlights was our Friday night trip to "Band Time in Chatham", which still goes on today. Penny candy and the freedom to run around - wonderful times!|
|I returned to my car to find a mermaid decal. A gift from the man who knows that my alter-ego is a mermaid!|
|And here he sits!|
|One of the lovely things about a trip to Chatham is that the drive in and out is littered with bays and inlets, each more beautiful than the last. This day had us treated to some clammers.|
|Bruce discovered some empty horseshoe crabs on the shore.|
|And he decorated a nearby tree.|
Another wonderful day!