Posted by: vlibrizzi | March 21, 2010

A Visit to Crane Beach

It was 75 degrees outside yesterday so C. and I decided to take our first trip to the beach in 2010.

Our favorite local beach, Crane Beach, is about a 45 minute drive from Cambridge, in the town of Ipswich on the North Shore of Massachusettes.

Although it was such a nice day, I think people were a bit hesitant to go to the beach in March (living in New England makes people a bit skeptical of good weather forecasts). So, luckily for us, the beach was pretty deserted.

We drove to the sprawling Crane Estate (hundreds of acres of beach and woodlands with a beautiful old house at the top) and parked our car near Cedar Point, and hiked down to the Steep Hill beach. The hike through the wild grasses and then the sand dunes was so much fun, and to have the sun shining on our face in March, was a true gift.

And, of course, we took photos along the way.

Here’s C. posing next to some tall grasses as we began our hike.

And, here I am hiking over the dunes to get to Steep Hill beach

Then, we climbed over one final sand dune and saw the beach. It was so beautiful, and so peaceful.
What would I give to live in one of those houses across the water? Maybe someday…. ๐Ÿ™‚

We made friends with some kayak-ers. They were the only other people on the beach.

When we got to the beach, C. took his shoes off and walked in the sand. He called me the “ultimate benny” for leaving my sneakers on. I just didn’t want to get all sandy, but he didn’t seem to mind.

Then, once we left the beach, we hiked along the trails to get back to our car. It was amazing how much the landscape changed so quickly; one minute we were climbing over sand dunes, and the next minute we were walking past bogs.

Both places were beautiful in their own right.

Then, after our afternoon of hiking and walking along the beach, we stopped in the quaint town of Ipswich (a great old New England town, with locals stopping to say hello to each other, and tons of cute shops lining the main street). We followed the sound of music, knowing that music means that someone’s having a good time somewhere, and stopped in at a cafe called Zuma, where there was an acoustic guitarist playing while locals munched on ice cream and sipped lattes. We sat in the sun, listened to the guitarist, sipped our root beer floats, and though, “It’s good to be back in New England.”

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  1. i miss crane beach! i went hiking this weekend too! (no beach for me, though :(…) it was so nice to see the sun. spring is hopefully here to stay ๐Ÿ™‚ i miss you!


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