There would be no run on the beach this morning. I should have checked the tide charts before leaving, for the water was well above the hard- packed sand. We're probably close to a full moon, with the waves rolling up to the dunes in places. In addition, the wind was up and the sea was in a tumult. Before moving on, I took some time to revel in the raw power of the ocean.
From here I drove to Allen's Pond Wildlife Sanctuary for a run on the trails. The remnants of Irene could still be seen on East Beach.
Allens pond is a sactuary run by the Massachusetts Audobon Society and is popular with birders and other seekers of wildlife.
The refuge is a mixture of farmland, swamp and tidal estuary, with glacial age granite boulders peppered throughout. Several miles of trails make this a great place for running.
Trails are fairly flat in this part of New England, but the slippery, moss and lichen covered granite can be trecherous.
Wait... is that a face emerging from the tree?
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