A photo essay.
All through Milford’s Silver Sands are silver strands: a long grayscale bridge over wet marsh; tall, reflective grasses; the crests of tiny waves hitting beach or sandbar; the sandbar itself, coming and going against the tide; the fine, silky plumes of at least one little egret; a snaking, light gray boardwalk; a leafless, limb-lopped, white-birch bird perch; and, sometimes, wispy threads of vapor embroidering rich evening skies.
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There might even be some actual silver. Legend has it that the park’s satellite, Charles Island—to which you can walk when the tide is low, though it’s (a) a protected bird sanctuary and (b) reportedly filled with poison ivy—is where the accused pirate William Kidd of Scotland, a.k.a. Captain Kidd, stashed some treasure circa 1699.
Though many have searched, it seems none have yet found Kidd’s buried booty. You can only hope its seekers didn’t miss all the other treasures Silver Sands—and its neighbor, Walnut Beach—give more freely.
Silver Sands State Park (& Walnut Beach)
Silver Sands Pkwy, Milford (map)
Online: Silver Sands | Walnut Beach
Written and photographed by Dan Mims.
