“I know a girl/She puts the color inside of my world,” crooned John Mayer, formally of Fairfield, Conn., in his Grammy-winning song, Daughters.
Margaret, my colorful eldest daughter, also formally of Fairfield, joined us this weekend. With just a couple weeks left before she leaves for her semester abroad, Alice and I welcomed Margaret aboard, for a weekend of relaxation and fun.
With a Nor’easter moving across Maryland, we decided to hang in Pennsylvania on Friday, before heading south the following day. Our Daddy-Daughter weekend kicked off early morning and included a spin class at Soul Cycle, beverages at Starbucks and lunch from Sweet Greens. We even found time before the rains arrived in PA to fit in my new drone’s inaugural flight.
We were up and out on Saturday, a sunny day with a very strong breeze. The Bay was pretty choppy when we arrived so we decided to remain dockside. The afternoon was spent tinkering, cleaning and chilling. New Girl on Netflix was on a loop in the salon. A throwback playlist was flowing up top.
As late afternoon rolled around a bunch of our nautical neighbors stopped by for a little wine and cheese, and storytelling. Afternoon soon turned to early evening and we were treated to another spectacular Chesapeake Bay sunset.
The next day, after cleaning and closing up the boat for the week, we headed to Fairlee Creek by car to grab lunch at Jellyfish Joel’s Tikki Bar. Music was pumping courtesy of DJ Shorty Rock, a dwarf in a Michael Vick Eagles jersey. He was entertaining, engaging and played an eclectic mix of new and old, including some great 70s and 80s tunes.
That little sandspit was hopping, thanks to the diminutive dude behind the turntables. Hey, how about some John Mayer, Mr. DJ?
Fair Winds & Following Seas,