Taken from the end of the boardwalk that transverses the moors, the remains of a previous one crossing the last of the marsh before the cove becomes the bay, there is no better place to watch the sun set in Yarmouthport. In fact, it is quite the popular destination; the evening I took this, snapping away and ignoring the little crowd on the deck with me, I was interrupted by one of the residents who asked if I'd like him to take my picture in front of the sunset for me. I was appalled, I didn't say so but I was, the very idea, my face in front of this, no way.