Wednesday, August 7, 2019

Crab Pots, Etc.






These were taken on a not-so-recent side trip to the public landing at Edwards Creek.









It's been too long since I've blogged.









But I have been taking pictures here and there, 









even if I haven't posted them.







This Friday I leave for Peru, a place I never imagined seeing or experiencing, much less with my two best friends from college. I majored in Latin American Studies back in the Dark Ages of the 1980s; yet I've never been to South America.

 On Monday, I'll be absorbing all the wonders of Machu Picchu. 

This trip has been nothing but logistical questions and challenges, one after the other.  But we've finally ironed out the Getting To part. (You can't just drive up and ask for a ticket to Machu Picchu.  The only way in is by foot or by train.  We'll be trainin' it....)

Now I await the Experience part.

Although I absolutely dread the pile of work that will await when I return, I greatly look forward to setting foot on that first plane Friday afternoon.

I love a good adventure. In fact, I live for a good adventure.

I hope you have at least one great adventure to look forward to in the near term.



Monday, June 10, 2019

Stutts Creek






These are some shots taken from a recent boat ride on Stutts Creek.











And when I say recent, I actually mean April which feels like just yesterday.









Sadly I've been neglecting just about everything this blog 
and yet still have good intentions of posting more regularly.










But time just gets away from me, moving more and more rapidly.









It's June already.









It's also Busy Season at work.









And that means stress.  Lots of stress.









Outings like this one on the water are  so soothing to my frazzled nerves.






In addition to these sporadic, therapeutic excursions up and down Stutts Creek, I recently cruised to Reedville for something I'd never seen before:  boat docking races.  Middle Sister, some friends and I spent the day watching boats of various shapes and sizes race against the clock to see who could "sprint" from across the creek and then tie up (by throwing hoops over four poles). What a great way to spend a Saturday! I'm looking forward to another such event in Cape Charles later this summer. 

Except for this racing of time and trying to balance out all the stress of work, all is well in the Chesapeake Bay Family household.

I hope all is well in yours.