Tuesday, January 15, 2013

The Barn

When my friend Waterman JP texted me to say he wanted to show me some new and unusual places that required boots to get to, I knew then and there that there was potential for danger adventure.

So I donned my zebra print boots purchased on clearance they couldn't give the things away from Fashion Bug in Gloucester and happily drove to meet him at the designated spot.

I would show a picture of the zebra print boots except they're still in the car. By the way, so are the beach chairs I took on vacation last July.  I just haven't gotten around to moving them yet.  I have my priorities.  How much do you want to bet those zebra print boots stay in the back of the car until the year 2045 my next summer vacation? (Of course the beach chairs will stay there until then. It only makes sense.)


JP drove me to Bethel Beach, which of course I've visited millions of times.  He pulled over at a spot I was familiar with because there's an old shed back there that I check on now and then.

Just to make sure it's OK.

But where he was taking me was further back off the road.

And required boots to get to.

Zebra print boots were not necessary, any color will do, but they certainly make trouncing through a swamp the marsh even more fun. And stylish, because Chesapeake Bay Woman is nothing if not a slave to fashion.

(Pardon CBW --who has not purchased new clothes for herself in years--as she howls with laughter at the thought of being a slave to fashion.)


We waded stomped through calf-high water for miles and miles a bit until we arrived at a rice paddy this beautiful barn, hiding behind some heavy brush.

A barn in the middle of a swamp marsh.

It's important for me to mention that JP belongs to a hunt club which rents this land, therefore to the best of my knowledge we were not trespassing.

One in our midst is, however, guilty of wearing zebra print rubber boots that are still in the back of her car.

Stay tuned for a few more photos from this excursion.

No zebras were harmed in the making of my boots this blog post.


deborah said...

sounds like a fun adventure to me!
I know what you are saying about buying new clothing or shoes and I'm sure your zebra-striped boots did the job just as well as hunting boots would do:) That is a fine relic of a barn, too.

Anonymous said...

I want to see the zebra boots. Betsy

Jamie said...

I so need some adventure. And a new pair of boots

Mental P Mama said...

Wait. Did JP have a camera? I need some documentation.

Daryl said...

seriously, get a photo of those boots ... that barn reminds me of BHE's barn .. i know what does a fashion obsessed new yawker know about barns, boots yes barns not so much

Dghawk said...

NICE barn! Wish I could explore it. You wouldn't believe whats in my truck. Why bring whatever it is in, put it up so I won't loose it, only to never see it again because I forgot where I put it. If it's in the truck, I KNOW where it is. Would like to see the boots, though.:)

Chesapeake Bay Woman said...

I'm traveling for work at the moment but will try to get a picture of the zebra boots up by week's end. LOVE them and didn't pay more than twelve bucks for them.

Waterman JP said...

Love the pictures! I would love to have some sun shine right about now. I haven't seen the sun since that day.

Believe me those boots are a real fashion statement,no matter what the cost.

Have no fear we were not trespassing by any means. We may have stepped across the line on occassion,but only by a little.

Meg McCormick said...

You know you're going to have to show us those boots, don't you?

Chesapeake Bay Woman said...

JP- I'm glad you are here to vouch for the fact that I am not making up the zebra boots. (I only wish I were.)

Yes, where is the sun?

I'll work on a photo shoot of the Fashion Bug boots.

BTW, Fashion Bug is now out of business in Gloucester. This makes me sad. I'll now have to rely on Walmutant to keep me apprised of current fashion trends.

A truly scary thought.