The unmistakable sound of automobiles on Route 6 last night proved serious competition for the songs of the peepers in the marsh ushering in the start of another invasion of pleasure seekers on Cape Cod.
This is where things can get interesting. Those of us who endured the winter here and are now ready to enjoy the weather and beaches and all else that the Cape affords us are in for some competition.
Clearly we will have alot of company this summer. The traffic is already a nightmare and we have yet to hit Memorial Day. I am seeing more SUVs with kayaks on top of them than I can count.
That this place is becoming increasingly popular is no surprise to any of us who are on the roads today. Out of State license plates are ubiquitous and one finds oneself constantly noticing how crowded everything is becoming.
I just read a rather disturbing statistic that, due to the increase of the summer population on the Cape, the population density in July here is 5500 people per square mile! That indicates we are packed in like a sardine can.
And yet we seem to learn to adjust, despite our frustration at mile long pile ups of automobiles at traffic lights. We adjust because we have little choice, realizing that the Cape is a place that many people escape to for the same reasons that we live here.
With that in mind, I am focusing on the aroma of blossoms in the air this morning rather than the automobile exhaust fumes that seem to overspread this area on certain days.
I am also attempting to reconcile to the fact that this place has been so romanticized all over the world that it is doubtlessly going to become even more densely populated in the months ahead.
I guess we just have to get used to it.