After Terry and I got our trailer fixed on Memorial Day Monday, we hustled up Route 6 to rejoin our friends in North Truro. Not long after we parked and unhitched the trailer, we were again out exploring the surroundings.
We drove up to Provincetown and discovered it was definitely NOT the time to be driving a large pick-up truck through the narrow streets filled with folks of assorted tastes and flavors. Apparently there had been a weekend film festival and we arrived just after the final curtain. People were looking to eat, walk back to their cars, bicycle about in the evening hours, catch the ferry back to Boston/Plymouth, or just hang out.
We headed west on Route 6 (the only direction you can go from Provincetown) and found a nice, elegant and sparsely populated restaurant in Truro just off Route 6 A and enjoyed a wonderful meal.
On our way back to the campground, we drove down Highland Road to the Highland Lighthouse, also known as the Cape Cod Light, the oldest lighthouse on the Cape. We were too late to go to the museum and I went and left my camera in the car (the leg was still in bad shape and I wasn't sure how far I could walk) so I didn't get to take any pictures of this particular beacon or the beach in front of it. But they were spectacular!
Thus ended Monday.
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