For those Bostonians without cars, finding a suitable beach to sunbathe, let alone swim, can be a bit of a challenge. Ask anyone where the best beach is and most will direct you to the Cape. But I just knew there had to be something more accessible, something the train could take me to.  After asking a few friends for advice, Mark and I took the Commuter Rail to Manchester-by-the-Sea to see what Singing Beach  was all about.

The beach was filled with sand like brown sugar, emerald waves, and beautiful people... I was beyond thrilled!  Considering it was only a 40 minute train ride away, this secluded gem is one of the best beaches on the North or South Shore.  The strict parking rules, $5 per person entrance fee, and the number of BMW's in the parking lot let me know that this town takes the quality of their beach seriously.  My only disappointment?  That I discovered it right at the end of summer!

A proper beach day always includes a stop for ice cream. Why the name "Singing" Beach?  Because of the noise the sand makes when you walk on it!