Thursday, July 8, 2010

Ed and Connie

The last two days we've been at Shipwright Harbor Marina in Deale MD.  This is home port to Ed and Connie who we met last summer in Reedville VA when we and they on their sailboat "Surprise" were socked in at Reedville by storms for a couple days.  We kept in touch and met up last fall in New Berne NC by surprise and again in Brunswick GA.  They were deluxe hosts - lunch the first day at a local eatery where we found out that Connie is alergic to bivalves ( hey, it's not everyone who can say that!), pool action, then cocktails on their boat that evening.  Day 2 - a tour of the nearby towns and then lunch at Chesapeake Beach, then naps and dominoes aboard Tide Hiker.  They taught us a new domino game - Chicken Foot - definitely doing that again!

Today we had  a short journey to the South River - the Selby Bay Yacht Club.  Lovely place - great pool - open only on weekends.  We're enjoying the opportunity to go to yacht clubs --now that the MTOA is a member of the Yacht Clubs of America, we have reciprocity with most yacht clubs -- it opens a whole new world.  This one which is 10 minutes from Annapolis by car is $1/foot.

Tilghman Island and the Lost Pooch

We stayed at Tilghman on the Chesapeake for two days, a lovely marina for a nice housing development.  Great pool - finally cool water - especially good since it was 102-degrees.  Our days were like this - walk/run in the morning after getting up late, poolside for the afternoon, lounge on the boat watching movies in the evening.  Very relaxing.  The first day we walked to Knapps Narrows.  Not much on the island.  A lovely cafe "Two if by sea" is just outside the housing development and Harrison's Crab House is about a half-mile away -- we could hear their entertainment from the boat.  That's about it for Tilghman Island.

The second day, we went for a run/walk and a young black lab joined us.  He had a collar with his name "Clyde" and phone number and was looking in every culvert for water.  We figured he was lost.  After explaining the situation to another walker in the neighborhood, she pointed us to a house that would help us by calling the phone number  - they did and the owner came to claim the pooch.  (Stephanie will be so proud of us good samaritans.)