So I’m back (Will’s staying out at sea for another week) a little bit browner and very well rested. I saw enough popped collars and madras shorts to last me ten lifetimes, but generally I just enjoyed the fresh air and lovely scenery for which Nantucket is justly famous. Oh, and I ate clams. Many, many clams. And enjoyed a picnic lunch of lobster salad sandwiches on a beach accessible only by boat. And went fishing (or at least I watched Will’s 7-year-old nephew fish). And enjoyed a lingering gourmet lunch with the island’s resident wine expert. And went to the annual demolition derby, likely the only one in the country overlooking magnificent dunes and beach. Click on photo of said derby to hop over to our Flickr photoset of the week’s activities.