Bass Hole, Yarmouthport

Bone Hill - Long Pasture

Bone Hill is one of my favorite fishing spots on the Cape. I went down to check it out at low tide this morning because I hadn't been down there since last fall and I wanted to see where the new holes were.

This little Cape Cod House sits next to a main house, so I'm not sure if it's acutally lived in... but it wouldn't surprise me.

Bone Hill is also the location of a Wildlife Sanctuary and as you can see, a small goat farm!

The fishing holes constantly change because of the storms that blow in from the northeast, strong winds and water currents. It's important to check out the "landscape" at low tide so you can find the spots that the fish like when the tide is high.








I found this strange circular mark as I was walking across one of the sand bars.

I followed it for about 12 feet and found these guys!


Two horseshoe crabs, waiting for the tide to come in!

I also discovered some tiny treasures scattered about....








These two spots look pretty good!


The beach in this section turns very rocky.

This boulder is mostly underwater at high tide.

Time to head back.... sure hate to leave!

A Day at Sea

My fishing buddy invited me to try my luck at catching some bluefish yesterday morning... so on the early morning tide we jumped into his Carolina skiff, and headed out in search of our next meal.

Our launch was from West Bay Harbor in Osterville.

The water was calm, just a slight wind, and to make it even better... the sun was shining!

There had been a threat of thunderstorms, so we had to keep an eye on the sky. We found the bluefish, lazily swimming on the top of the water.... but couldn't get them to bite on any lure. Popper, Kastmaster, not one bite!

As the T-storms neared, the wind came up, blowing cold out of the north, and the waters turned choppy. We ducked in behind Sampson's Island to get out of the wind. Just as we did, the sun came out again, so we took a slow troll up the channel.
After deciding that there just wasn't going to be fish on the menu, we headed back into the harbor, north wind blowing straight at us. The boat handled great, and in no time we were back on shore, packing it up.



Undaunted, we opted for clamming a bit later in the day, at the tip of Sandy Neck Beach.

The sun did peak in and out of the clouds while we were there, but I didn't take any pictures until after we had dug the clams. By then... well, you see how quickly the weather changes here!




Yesterday, I took these pics of Barnstable Harbor.

It was low tide, and the water was making small ripples near the shoreline.


The summer cottages are beginning to open up and I could hear a roofing crew banging their hammers nearby.

The beach roses are in full bloom this week... very lovely!

Shamelessly Borrowed.....

From Snigs Spot
A lesson on Socialism:



An economics professor at a local college made a statement that he had never failed a single student before but had once failed an entire class.
That class had insisted that socialism worked and that no one would be poor and no one would be rich, a great equalizer.
The professor then said, “OK, we will have an experiment in this class on socialism. All grades would be averaged and everyone would receive the same grade so no one would fail and no one would receive an A.
After the first test, the grades were averaged and everyone got a B.
The students who studied hard were upset and the students who studied little were happy.
As the second test rolled around, the students who studied little had studied even less and the ones who studied hard decided they wanted a free ride too so they studied little.
The second test average was a D! No one was happy.
When the 3rd test rolled around, the average was an F.
The scores never increased as bickering, blame and name-calling all resulted in hard feelings and no one would study for the benefit of anyone else.
All failed, to their great surprise, and the professor told them that socialism would also ultimately fail because when the reward is great, the effort to succeed is great, but when government takes all the reward away, no one will try or want to succeed.
Could not be any simpler than that.

A new Bird of Paradise..... We hope.

I have a cockatiel. I've had him since 1998. His name is Bird. Yes, I know, it's not too original but his name fits him perfectly. Over the years I have tried to tame him, much to his distress and my frustration. After several years of un-sucess... I stopped trying and since then we've lived in peace and harmony. Except of course when he hears the crows crowing. He hates them, and in some earlier part of his life before life with me, he must have had a scare of some sorts involving crows. Anyhow, Birds life has been very secluded, quiet and I would imagine very lonely. Today, that's all going to change. I was contacted by the Animal Rescue League last Saturday. They've got a three year old female cockatiel who needs adoption. I thought about it, all weekend... did I want the noise in the house? Did I want the added cost, care etc. of another bird?


I've already named her.
Birdette.


I'll be back in a bit... got to go pick her up.

Happy Memorial Day!

Thanks to all our soldiers and veteran's for your service and dedication to our country!