What I think about when I think about Provincetown:
:: The 24 hours we all spent at a rolly anchorage that made us miserable enough to rethink our Pre-Cruising Agreement.
:: Moving to another spot the next morning and instantly feeling relief.
:: Hermit crabs, sand dollars and scallop shells galore. Enjoying the book A House for Hermit Crab to go along with the experience.
:: Gray seals popping in and out of the water near the sand bars of Long Point.
:: First chocolate milkshake for the kiddos.
:: How cruising is starting to look like me holding a fussy and whiny ‘lil man, trying to keep up with V, while Tig runs around and does all the work. Hmmm, that part has got to get better.
:: Figuring out the logistics of getting to shore and hand washing laundry. It’s a big learning curve.