Rather than brave the shopping hordes on Black Friday, Mom and I escaped to Cape Cod. It was a typical New England day, every five minutes the weather was different. We had wind, rain, sleet, and sun in rapid succession, making the beach excursions memorable. We did do some brief shopping at the Cape Cod Outlet Mall, but the day was more for sand, surf, and seafood, than shopping -- except for saltwater taffy.
In honor of Thanksgiving, we made a pilgrimage to First Encounter Beach. This historic beach bore witness to the first encounter between Native Americans and Pilgrims before their landing at Plymouth Rock.
First Encounter Beach
Also in Eastham is Fort Hill with its fabulous views of Nauset Marsh and the Atlantic Ocean. Fort Hill is part of the Cape Cod National Seashore. It was too cold and windy to explore the whole walk. These are just some glimpses. My camera was too dinky to capture the sight of a blue heron in flight out in the surf, but some of the other die-hard birders and photogs got some great views. I captured the views of other things in flight.
Mom in motion
This is typical. She's never still.
Views from the Fort Hill hike:
The Atlantic Ocean and marsh
Beach erosion did in this sign
Break-waters rolling through the barriers
Closer views 
New England Farmhouse - Winter sky
Seashore Lane
Waves of Bittersweet
On the way into the lot at Fort Hill I spied one of the fields filled with a flock of seagulls. Further investigation revealed that instead of an idyllic pastoral moment, it was more a scene straight out of the Serengeti, with gulls instead of hyenas and lions. Those birds weren't pecking on seeds or crumbs. Nope. Someone decided NOT to make turkey soup out of the carcass of their Thanksgiving Day bird and tossed it there for the gulls. Lovely. Just a little cannibalism as part of Thanksgiving/Black Friday. (Yes, I have a strange sense of humor, so I had to snap some shots on the way out.)
I see you eying my lunch. 
I said, get away!
I am Jonathan. Hear me roar!
After Fort Hill we headed north on Route 6, with the ultimate destination of Provincetown in mind. We had to make various pit-stops along the way though. As we drove the weather changed from grey and overcast, with glints of sun, to pouring down rain.
North Sunken Meadow Beach
Massachusetts Bay side of Cape Cod
Wellfleet
Of course we had to stop at the local library.
It was the only place on mid-Cape that was open with a public restroom.
(Where was my Shushing Librarian when I needed her?)
Most important view of the trip
Two ladies + cold weater + rain + lots of soda = need for:
Coming soon, views of Provincetown.
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