We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
Looks like that shot might be Lecount Hollow, which was my usual summer daytime hangout when I was a teenager. After that back to a pond (usually Long, sometimes Great, Gull, or Dyer) for an afternoon swim. For nightlife (once old enough for it) there was the Beachcomber at Cahoon Hollow beach, or upstairs at Aesop's, or Ye Olde Ducke Creeke Taverne. I haven't been back to the Cape for a long time but this sequence of postings is bringing back memories.