Makin' Music On The Dunes At Race Point ~ 1962

Sleep way too late, buy a loaf of fresh Portuguese bread at the bakery, get a cup of coffee, and hang out in front of the town hall, I think it was, on Commercial Street, the main drag through Provincetown. When it got too hot it was time to head to the dunes at Race Point at the very tip of Cape Cod.

An ounce of pot was only fifteen bucks, Mexican weed, and not really very good by today's standards, but it was all we had and all we knew and at least the manila envelope (no baggies back then) contained a full weighed ounce. Actually a nickle bag was like as not an honest quarter of an ounce. I was shooting with a Canon II-S equipped with a 35mm f/1.8 Canon lens using bulk loaded Plus-X. Bulk loading freed up more money for getting high and picking up the college girls.

Bongos and conga drums supplied the rythm and noise to accompany the guitar, and the more we smoked the more the noise sounded like music to us. Times were good!