| Dick
Harrington
Takes the Wayfarers Cruising on Chesapeake Bay: Crisfield - Smith Island - Tangier Island - Crisfield Thursday 2 June: Smith to Tangier Island - 2 pics mostly by Uncle Al ... |
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| By 1000 hrs, we were
heading west out of Ewell's harbour in a lovely 8 to 12
knots of southerly breeze. Tony and Mary (above) took a long look at the beat to Tangier facing them and decided on discretion ... ... |
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| ... waving farewell as
they headed ... ... |
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| ... for the north end
of Smith and a close reach back to Crisfield. ... |
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| Dick and Richard added
a lovely touch to our ... ... |
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| ... view of Ewell as
we left after a short but very enjoyable stay. ... |
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| It was a good three
and a half hours' beat to our "destination du jour",
Tangier Island. ... |
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| By 1030 hrs, we ... ... |
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| ... were beating
towards Tangier in a lovely hiking-strength breeze. ... |
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| At 1410 hrs, some
three and a half hours later, we were entering the
harbour on Tangier ... ... |
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| ... making our
landfall at ... ... |
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| ... Park's Marina. ... |
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We took our time
getting the boats moored, sipping drinks and using the
marina facilities, so that it was nearly two hours
later when we finally let our growling stomachs propel
us through the 90ºF heat and into action. The computer
tells me that the above picture was taken at 1558 hrs
- which meant, as we soon discovered, that we had
about two minutes before all the shops and restaurants
closed. We should have learned from our Smith
experience, I guess!! But for the moment, we remained
happily and hungrily oblivious as we dawdled past ...
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| ... cute trash bins which among
other sights, included business after business that had
just closed! ... |
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| Aha! A full parking
lot in front of the grocery!! Could it be open? ... |
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| Indeed it was! Air
conditioned, too! We duly dawdled some more as we chose
some food and drink that would tide us over until the restaurant used by the locals opened at 1800 hrs. ... |
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| Back into the heat,
which, away from the cooling harbour breezes, was truly
oppressive! Apart from a pick-up truck or two, we saw no cars, just golf carts as we continued to explore the main street. And you had to love ... ... |
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| ... their speed limit
signs, complete with ... ... |
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| ... their attendant
warnings of speed traps!! ... |
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| A fine place for
bikes! ... |
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| Shade was at a premium
on this hot day: Hans (l) and Richard quickly
adapted to the southern life as we awaited the
restaurant's opening. And the ladies even arrived a bit early, so we were soon gorging ourselves on sea food and beer. ... |
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| A quiet evening at the
marina followed where we swapped stories with Waterman,
Milton Parks. (l to r) Milton, Hans, Dick, Richard ... |
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| Milton and Hans trade
tales of German background. ... |
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| Milton ... |
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| Richard ... |
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| Dick ... |
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| Milton
gives Richard and Hans the "tour" of his souped-up
crabber. (It was interesting watching these long boats
doing their docking, especially those carrying tourists:
They would approach their slip at good speed, and turn
away from the slip which was barely wider than their
hull. They would then reverse at startling speed into
the slip before gunning the engine forward at the last
second! The one I watched near us, never touched either
side of the slip and stopped just inches from hitting
the "wall". Pretty darn impressive!!! Word is that they
have a docking competition at one point in the year, so
I guess it's all practice!!) |