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Trip to the Beach: Take Two

It’s after Labor Day, right? I only ask because you would never know it from the heat and humidity on the island.

My mom and I decided to have a beach day on Wednesday. We hopped in the car and headed to the Badlands in Surfside. We assumed it would be pretty quiet since school is back in session. We bumped up and down along the beach access road, then we parked the car and hoofed it all the way down the path of soft sand.
The water finally appeared like a mirage in the dessert. But like thirsty dessert travelers desperate for a glass of water, we were met with disappointment. As we had hoped, the beach was empty of people, but it was far from quiet. The waves were crashing on the shore in every direction. The distinct horizontal flow of a rip tide greeted us as we approached the water line.

I looked up at my mom with an anxious glance. “What do you think?”

“Well, we did walk ALL THE WAY down here,” she replied, but her expression showed less resolve. “We should at least put our feet in.”

I edged forward until my front paws were touching the water, but retreated quickly as a wave came rushing in on my left. My mom looked down at me. “North shore?”

“North shore,” I agreed.

So back we went over the soft sand to the car, bumped our way back up the dirt road to South Shore Road and drove over to The Cliff. Then after a quick parallel parking job, a short walk, 35 wooden steps and a climb over a sandy dune, we found ourselves on Steps Beach. There were quite a few people, but the water was substantially more welcoming.

We found a spot among the crown, set up camp and headed in for a swim. My mom waded in up to her thighs and then dove under water and resurfaced several feet away. She flipped on to her back and gracefully floated atop the buoyant salty water. I was close behind. As I paddled around in the cool water, I thought, “Oh yeah, that’s the stuff.”

Every trip to the beach always feels like wading through waste-high mud. You just can’t get there fast enough. But I think that just makes it all the sweeter when you finally arrive.

It’s September on Nantucket and life is good!


Marty is voiced by Janet Forest a full time pet sitter on Nantucket.