we are slightly damp

We're going on day four of cold and wet up here on the Cape.
It never stops raining, though it does ease off from time to time and merely blankets us with a slightly frigid mist. The temperature hovers around 63.
Needless to say, though we are relaxed, we are beginning to get a little crazy waiting for some sun.
None of us packed for the weather and we are hoarding socks (I have none). Skirmishes have broken out over the possession of long sleeved shirts and we try, daily, to decide between whiskey and tea.

Yesterday, after our third unsuccessful attempt to sample the baked goods at the new French Boulangerie, we took the "over-sand route" to Head Of The Meadow with Youngest and his skimboard.

The ocean was WICKED.



The tide was HIGH, and we had to drive very close to the edge of the sea which was alarming to me and Youngest - though it did not trouble K.



Though he made a valiant effort, conditions were not conducive to skimboarding and, after getting thoroughly misted from head to toe, we retreated in the Jeep.



We noticed the red flags on the way out.
Of course we had to pass this sign on the way in:



So, you see, there's always some excitement.