We got up early, jumped in the pond, and set off speeding south to Chatham on a 16 mile wooded bikepath, grateful to have our gear stored at the campground. We kayaked into a blustery wind on the edge of the ocean and got a seafood feast for kings. A warm rain kicked in so we headed back on the path, stopping for veggies at a farmer's market. Another swim and dinner and we crawled back in our tents under a canopy of stars, tired and ready for bed, but sadly aware of how few remaining nights we'll get to do that.
