We'd been on Martha's Vineyard for nearly two weeks and the kids were getting a bit restless so we boarded the boat and headed for Nantucket. The plan was that we'd explore some of the "points", grab some dinner and an ice cream, breakfast in the morning and then head back to the Vineyard. It would be a quick adventure, just enough to shake things up a bit.
The sun was high and hot on the ride over and we were thankful for the wind that kept us cool. Travel time between islands is short, just over an hour mooring to mooring.
We settled quickly and boarded the inflatable to set out for Coatue. Coatue is one of several "points" or "fingers" that are situated on the eastern side of Nantucket Harbor. The points are part of a larger wildlife refuge called Coskata-Coatue Wildlife Refuge. The beaches are covered with shells and ocean polished stones. It's an unspoiled location where finding other beach goers is a rarity if at all. Each point is a peninsula of sorts which means that portions of the points, or all in some cases, disappears into the ocean with the changing tides.
Today's destination was the first point. It was a quick ride through the harbor and we were there. We beached the dinghy and anchored on the shoreline. Two of the kids took off down the narrow beach with Dad in search of the perfect shell, I was on the hunt for stones and my other son was fishing.
I saw a sailboat and tried to flag it down... no luck. I saw a speedboat and waved a bit more frantically but they only waved back!! UUUUUUUUUgh!! This is no time for friendly waving--I need help! I continued down the disappearing beach and I could hear my family screeching in the background and flailing their arms in an attempt to get someone's-- anyone's-- attention. Finally a party boat sailed into the bay and saw me-- I yelled to them and pointed at our unmanned boat floating away. They heard me!!!
While it all ended well, living our own episode of "Naked and Afraid" was not my idea of a good time. I'm not fit for survival on an island that comes and goes as it pleases nor am I adept at fire starting, fishing with my bare hands or bug eating, even if it is in paradise!
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