Only the stars, the waning moon and my truck's headlights will light the highway Saturday at 4:30 a.m. as I head from Falmouth to Wellfleet for the annual Wellfleet OysterFest. This will be the third year that I've set up my tent at the OysterFest. It's always a good crowd. In fact, a huge crowd. The narrow streets of the little down-Cape town are jammed Saturday and Sunday with visitors, shoppers and oyster-consumers.
This year's event will be a good test of the buying mood of the pottery-consuming public. The past two festivals have drawn thousands and have been profitable for most of us. So the sales totals at the end of the weekend may give us an idea of how the holiday season is going to go. The economic news has been dismal in the extreme; we'll see if that means people will forego the purchase of that $25 mug or cereal bowl.
If you're in the area and the weather's good, come on down. Wellfleet is known for its wonderful oysters and they're available in every possible guise during the festival. Plus, for the oyster-phobic, down at the bottom of the parking lot I'm in there is always a vendor of really, really good sausages.
The show starts at 10 a.m. Saturday and Sunday and closes down at 5.
In the attached photo, my wife Dee makes a rare visit waaaayyyy down-Cape to see the setup at the OysterFest.
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