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Found large red canvas tote bag full of beach towels and a water bottle at Nauset Beach.
I found a large red canvas tote bag on Nauset Beach in Cape Cod this past weekend. It was full of beach towels and a water bottle. I didn’t see anyone around, but if it belongs to you, please describe the bag to claim it!
lost GPS devices on Cape Cod
I was walking along the Hyannis Harbor seawall on Sunday at about 3:30 p.m., and my GPS devices were lost from my bag. They’re two handheld units in a gray case; one has a red lanyard, the other a cracked screen protector. Those gadgets help me map out tides and safe routes for weekend kayak trips along Cape Cod, and losing them left me unsettled about the next voyage. If found, they were last seen on the pavement near the ferry dock.
Lost: Equipment for Various Sports on Cape Cod
Last night, around 6:15 p.m., I realized my Equipment for Various Sports was missing from the trunk after I parked near Coast Guard Beach, Eastham, on Cape Cod. It’s a gray duffel bag stuffed with a few tennis rackets, a yoga mat, and a handful of smaller items I use for weekend games. I retraced my steps along the boardwalk and checked the parking lot multiple times, but it’s gone. These aren’t priceless—just practical gear I rely on—but losing them feels like losing a chunk of my summer plans. If anyone saw them or picked them up, I’d really appreciate a heads-up here on the site.
Found keyboard near Hyannis Harbor
I found a keyboard on Main Street in Hyannis around 6:20 p.m. today, sitting by a bench near Hyannis Harbor and the ferry terminal. It’s a black 61-key model in a blue gig bag, with a small sticker that says 'Nova' on the handle and a couple of keys sticking. I picked it up and stood guard nearby, hoping to keep it safe until the owner arrives. If you are missing a keyboard, I hope this helps reunite you with it.
Lost appliances on Main Street, Hyannis.
I’m so bummed—around 11:45 a.m. Tuesday I left Hyannis Main Street with a shopping bag full of groceries and a box of small appliances, and by the time I got to the Hyannis ferry terminal, the box was gone. Inside were a white blender, a chrome toaster, and a compact coffee maker. The harbor breeze carried the scent of sea salt and diesel buses, and I kept picturing someone wandering with those items in a rush. I’ve walked the length of Main Street from the Cape Cod Mall to the ferry terminal twice, hoping to find a kind soul who turned them in.