Monomoy Island Dinner at the lighthouse Monomoy Crossover, looking south The humble weatherport, bastion of civilization. Monomoy Light tower steps Lighthouse approach Sun over Atlantic The Lighthouse Distant views of the light. West Beach and Nantucket Sound The very air is thick with birds. Unhatched eggs are a reality of life on the island. Monday morning commute DCIM120GOPRO Lighthouse potluck Thanks, from a friend The Oil Shed Poi balls post-sunset Celestial lighthouse over Monomoy Light Bog wandering Coyote tracks: not welcome Newly-hatched Common Tern chicks Wandering the mists Sunset over Oil Shed and ponds. Monomoy LIght (Almost) Every sunset’s a great sunset on Monomoy Rustic charm at the lightouse Monomoy Crossover, looking north Terns at night Someone else’s footsteps on the trail to the Lighthouse. Could be USFWS, USDA, or someone wandering the island. A pool for the chicks. The adults hate us, but the chicks don’t seem too bothered by humans Fishing for diner at the lighthouse Monomoy Light, closeup Lighthouse exit strategy: don’t get bogged down. Terns and storm. This one actually bypassed the island completely. More Lighthouse dinner shots Waiting for the storm to either crash into camp or pass us by. Lighthouse kitchen and its abundant rustic charm Tern dive bombing Tern colony welcoming committee Monomoy Light, Lighthouse Beach Landing approach Sit and wait Sunset over ponds and Powder Hole, from the top of the light Coyote tracks, approaching tern colony Monomoy Light, close approach Night over the weatherport Sunset over Powder Hole Typical terns The light’s been out for 90 years. Night sky, looking west. Some birds still trying to get out for a fly. Horseshoe crab molts Downtime at camp: cards Quahogs- they’re beautiful. Lighthouse exit The sunset’s great, but what are we supposed to do now? The pot rack at the lightouse In flight Rustic charm at the lighthouse Leftover seal food Downtime at camp: adult coloring books Monomoy Light, moon light. Lighthouse kitchen sunset Private beaches on the Cape suck, until they’re your private beach.