Very cloudy and cool start to the day which left me nearly alone on the beach when I started out. Mugginess increased, the sun peaked through and suddenly people came out from all sides. The South end of the mile is the most interesting because it's where mountains meet the sea. Multiple trees are down at the edge; likely from the December storm, but a few clearly dropped many years before. There's a cove at the Southern most end where shrimpers drop their nets. It's also where all the toilet paper, junked coolers, abandoned nets, etc. are. The woods were empty, which at this tide level is the only way to reach the cove at the Cape's edge. Outside of the gulls and the tide, there was no sound, but a plethora of color with foxgloves and thick greens. Photos soon, but I have dial-up, so it takes a bit.