| Dick
Harrington
Takes the Wayfarers Cruising on Chesapeake Bay: Crisfield - Smith Island - Tangier Island - Crisfield Friday 3 June: Tangier Island to Crisfield - 2 pics by Uncle Al, Richard Watterson and Dick Harrington ... |
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| Using cleverly
disguised blazes on the wilderness trees, we found our
way to ... ... |
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... our breakfast destination which was
already open for business. And we were pleased to
discover exactly what the sign meant by "Family Style
Meals": "Mom" brought out big heaps of scrambled eggs,
wonderful toast, potatoes, bacon, sausages, etc. plus
juices, coffee and tea. You were encouraged to eat as
much as you liked! It was all delicious - I could
happily eat there every day of the year!!
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| And who could fault
this as the "smoking lounge"??!! ... |
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| It was trash pick-up
day on Tangier. ... |
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| This magnolia blossom
opened while we were busy stuffing ourselves. ... |
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| For the less retired
among us, it was ... ... |
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| ... a school day!! ... |
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| Tangier and Smith are
so low lying that graves are basically ... ... |
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| ... above ground. ... |
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| With the threat of bad
weather later in the day, we didn't dawdle (too much) on
our way back to the marina. ... |
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| By 0910, Dick and
Richard were leading the way out of Tangier harbour. ... |
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| The winds were dead
astern at about 8 knots for our sail back to Crisfield. ... |
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| A couple of last looks
astern at ... ... |
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| ... Tangier which ... ... |
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| ... faded quickly on
the horizon. ... |
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| The day was hazy but
the sun still gave the waters a lovely sparkle while
backlighting Dick and Richard in Blue Mist. ... |
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| With no shore visible,
we were sailing on a bearing of 030, having mounted our
compass in the Red
Green-approved manner. ... |
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| This is what Hans and
I looked like as we neared Crisfield. ... |
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| Uncle Al moves closer
to let Richard get a better picture. ... |
 It was another ... ... |
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| ... perfect ... ... |
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| ... sailing day!! ... |
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| By 1115 Dick and
Richard were entering the harbour at Crisfield. Al and
Hans managed that feat somewhat later, having tried for a shortcut that ran out of navigable water, very much like the picture below except that ... ... |
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| ... in Crisfield there
was no way around the shoal, and we had to beat back to
deeper water on two inches of centreboard! |