Found my gloves and dug out my long johns this morning and another neck warmer and more socks. Yes, uber chilly = cold, but only until the sun starts to warm the earth on our side. And warm up it did. Early morning chat on the fore deck w/Amelia and my friend, Judy, started my day perfectly. And it just continued that way. Coffee and boat chores until the dock cleared around 9:30 AM. Chat with other friend, Judy.
We moved Grace to the town dock so we didn't have to take the dinghy down. We'll do that tomorrow I expect. So today we chatted with Liz and Paul who admired grace. Enjoyed them so much that we invited them to lunch w/us in the sweet town of Chesapeake City. They knew the area so we went where they were heading, a couple blocks from the wharf. Blah, blah, blah, chat, chat chat...theater (he taught and directed at a PA h.s.), sailing (they've down-sized to 20' sailboat after much larger power boat and have "done the ICW" several times), writing (he's written a book about their journeys/negotiations for couples, etc). We exchanged stories about all the above and will try to find them when we arrive in FL. They will trailer their boat and drive down, I think was their plan. Shared some great information about places to moor, do work on your boat. I'm loving this sharing of info and stories that happens wherever we are so far.
This was apparently a thriving town when the canal had a controlling lock. Then the canal was straightened and widened so less commerce here. Then a bridge was put over the water so even less reason for people and boats to stop. "The town the progress left behind," is a quote in the museum.
Chesapeake City from town dock and our boat |
Art photo #1: band shell top matches the C&D Canal Bridge sorry about the no parking sign. This is just to the left of the above photo |
Drinks on the Pub lawn w/Canal bridge in background. |
From the Pub lawn, last early evening arrival to port |
A totally delicious day!
Nancy, SO inspiring to read your daily entries! Facing dangers and setbacks of such a concrete nature in your self-contained three-creature pod. Sharing how it feels, really, with your readers. What a generous gift! As I read, thinking, yes that's what fear feels like and I have felt it too, if not in actual physical jeopardy as they are. Through their efforts they have weathered it, and recovered. So can I.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much, keep 'em coming! And God bless you every moment and keep you safe!
Suzanne in Swansboro