Saturday, May 4: The day started with a trip to the Irvington Farmer’s Market. There were a lot more crafters and local non-profits there than farmers! This Windsor chair maker had at least 30 examples – all different forms, with some repetition of finish. They were not cheap, ranging in price from $300 to $550. I picked up local strawberries and a pair of earrings before moving on down the road.
The town has done a project of multiples, painted by local artists, and choosing the theme of watermens’ boots.
Then it was on to get the boat on the water. I chose to launch at the base of the Norris bridge over the Going upriver, I was never out of earshot of the ospreys. They were nesting, calling, fishing, calling, sitting, calling –
The first obvious bit of human habitation is a very large RV park –
It includes a marina, boat ramp, beach, etc. Many of the sites are obviously permanent, with screen rooms, decks, and decorations. The vehicle of choice is a golf cart, even to carry your kayak down to the boat ramp: It was my plan to explore every nook and cranny, but plans changed when I realized that the noise coming from this heavy machinery was not conducive to peaceful paddling! Continuing on, I went around this island. On some maps, it is still attached to the mainland; I wonder how long it will remain standing, given how small it has become, and the lack of support for those trees.
Three cormorants and a seagull –
It became more and more sunny while I was out, and the sheen on the bridge caught my eye. And back to my waiting Roadtrek, and to Maria and Tim’s. Maria and I drove up to Richmond; on the way home we stopped for dinner at The chef has created some of the most imaginative food combinations I’ve met. Maria’s soft-shelled crab tacos were topped with slaw with mango dressing; there was not even a crumb on the plate when she was done. I had excellent crab quesadillas, and the only thing that could possibly have made them better would have been the addition of avocado! They weren’t as photogenic, though.
Sunday, May 5: This was a day of rain, rain, and more rain. Sometimes it was only damp, and I’d think it was going to dry up – and then it would pour! For a while it was raining hard enough to leave only an inch of the top of the sump in the middle of Cay’s pool cover showing! Not a day for kayaking.