Jonathan Burke
On My Way: Riding the gravel trail
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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...
On My Way: Cross-Island Hike
The 2022 Cross-Island Hike, sponsored by the Martha’s Vineyard Land Bank, was as much a celebration as a 19-mile trek.
For the uninitiated, including myself...
On My Way: A carpet of pine needles
A few weekends ago, on a hot day without a whiff of wind, Becham, my 7-year-old terrier-mix pup, and I left my parents’ home...
On My Way: Biking Pennywise Path
I had wanted to be back in the saddle for some time. It had been a few months. Usually, a few times over the...
On My Way: Walking King’s Highway
We came to the end of the yellow trail of the Middle Road Sanctuary, and were confronted with three options: We could turn back...
Brushstroke by brushstroke
The brush in his hand, the art paper taped to a backing on his easel, the palette of paints and the water ready to...
Lifting the veil
The National Alliance for Mental Illness (NAMI) planted a seed of hope on the Island nearly a dozen years ago when it offered the...