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On My Way: Walking with Becham on South Beach

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Becham dug excitedly, and when he had a hole large enough, he stuffed his nose in, not minding the sand all over his face...

On My Way: A walk in the clouds

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We were above the treeline traversing the summit in the clouds for a moment. This is not entirely true. Trees were all around us, and...

On My Way: Mapping a new trail

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A few weeks ago, I had the rare opportunity of following a bouncing ball. Have you ever wondered how a trail makes its way onto...

On My Way: Community spirit

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The annual 5K for KJ is a Thanksgiving tradition in my family. Our first participation in the event was in ’16 or ’17, when my...

On My Way: Hiking Cedar Tree Neck

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Are you looking for a mellow hike of a few hours in a terrain as varied as the Island? If so, the 400 acres...

On My Way: Reflecting on the Red Trail

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The Red Trail is not the hilliest trail. In fact, it is flat. Nor is the Red Trail a long trail. The trail of...

On My Way: Riding the gravel trail

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The gravel ride from the meadow of Quansoo Farm to the meadow of Nat’s Farm, with all sorts of surprises in between, was fun...

On My Way: Kayaking the Chop and beyond

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I have long been enamored of the small, circular Oak Bluffs Harbor that summer folks flock to in droves. The numerous million-dollar yachts tied...

On My Way: Life is good

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I took a long sip of the large Cumbie’s iced coffee flavored with a shot of amaretto — the indulgence a reward for a...

On My Way: Cross-Island hike

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An electrical current coursed through the cool air. I leaned against a tree and stretched my legs. Folks congregated outside the Trustees building. We had...

On My Way: Poking around the pilings

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I paddled out from the shore. A seagull swooped down in front me. I heard the wash in the water. I had made the...

On My Way: The climb

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The Battell trail was a climb from the start. Right away I was working. I was planting my poles and making steps. My blood...

On My Way: Looking for the cut

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The sound of the surf, the chill in the air, the blue sky and the yellow sun, the tan beach and the Atlantic Ocean...

On My Way: The Ocean View

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South Road. Middle Road. North Road. Fulling Mill Brook. Peaked Hill. And just for the heck of the double hat trick: Ocean View Farm. The...

On My Way: A frolic in the pond

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A sunny sky with temperatures in the low thirties and 0 to 5 knots of wind. These were the conditions I was looking for...

On My Way: The surprises of Chappy

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Chappaquiddick Road was paved in yellow bricks. The road was level and straight, with low brush on either side. Becham, my trusty terrier-mix companion,...

On My Way: Sepiessa and Long Point

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We heard the waves crash at Sepiessa Point looking out over Tisbury Great Pond. We saw the waves crash at Long Point looking out...

On My Way: Bike ride euphoria

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The bleached-white tree trunks worn smooth by wind and water over the many years sprouted up from the otherwise green carpet of forest on...

On My Way: To the fair

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I wheeled my bike out of the shed. I took my helmet from the peg. My water bottle was full, and I was wearing...

On My Way: Adventure on the water

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On a recent sweltering Saturday, my cousin Anne and I set out in our kayaks across the waters of the Lagoon. I was in a...