Last Saturday after the West Point Crab Carnival,
a friend and I rode over to Yankee Point Marina in Lancaster.
Ever since my summers at the Islander, I've always loved
wandering around the docks of a marina.
I wonder about the stories the boats and their owners could tell.
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| This water taxi, for lack of a ferried passengers from boats anchored in the creek to the marina. |
I can't imagine having the freedom to live aboard a boat if I wanted, traveling from place to place at my own pace, without a care in the world.
(Well, technically, someone else on board would need to have a care, because they'd have to do all the work navigating. I'd just be along for the ride. Without a care in the world. It's a nice thing to daydream about, especially when your actual life requires that you be tied to a school and work calendar into infinity and beyond for the foreseeable future.)
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| The view from those chairs is such that if I were to have sat down, I'm pretty sure I'd still be sitting there now. |
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| The man and woman who own this boat have big plans to travel up and down the Intracoastal Waterway. What an adventure that would be! On this particular Saturday, though, they were quite content to sit and read quietly, that is until some strange woman pointed a camera in their direction. |
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| Does changing the spelling of the name make the boat impervious to disaster? (FYI: This might be the first time I've ever used the word "impervious." Actually, I think Impervious would be a far better name for this boat. Remind me of this if I ever win the lottery and own a boat that needs naming.) |
This somewhat rambling blog post which started off talking about Yankee Point Marina, only to take a few turns down Daydream Lane, concluding with my make-believe boat called Impervious is now coming to a merciful close.
If you had a sailboat or a yacht what would you name it and why?
Tune in next time for a few more photos from Yankee Point Marina.
