“I want to spend some time with you.” It was Just the Two of Us this past weekend. While Alice and I thoroughly enjoyed hosting many of our family and friends this season, we both were looking forward to a little one-on-one time on the boat. It was our date weekend.
We arrived on Friday evening in time for the sunset. So, after we loaded the boat with our weekend supplies, we made ourselves a Grapefruit Crush and set off in the dingy, bobbing in and out of the docks of Haven Harbour and Osprey Point. Eventually, we cruised out into Swan Creek, grabbing a front row inflatable seat for the sunset.
Once again, a front moved in the following morning and we awoke to another very windy day. It was gusting to 30mph and the waves were cresting at four feet. A group of boats arrived at our marina that morning, having sailed south from the Sassafras River. They were visible shaken by the experience.
Besides the emotional toll the trip had taken, there were physical losses as well. One had his TV antenna blow off his hardtop roof. Another had significant canvas damage. Although Alice and I had planned to explore the Corsica River that day, after hearing these stories it was a no-brainer to put those plans on hold.
Despite the wind, it was still a beautifully sunny day, with high clouds. So, we dropped the top on the Jeep Wrangler and set our sights on St. Michaels. We’d never been to the town before but a visit there has always been atop our list. If we couldn’t make it be sea, we’d make it by land.
Equipped with a bunch of recommendations from my friend Lauren, we were on our way. St. Michael’s turned out to be all that we expected, and more. It is the quintessential seaside town, chockfull of shops, eateries and boats. One of the main attractions that we will return to experience is the Chesapeake Bay Maritime Museum.
We started our visit at the Crab Claw, a total tourist trap, for sure, but one with the best crab cake I have had in a long time. From there, we strolled down Talbot Street and contributed nicely to the local economy. Then it was off to Foxy’s, a small, yet vibrant, harbor-side bar with a great playlist and yummy blender drinks.
It was also the satellite location for the original Foxy’s in Jost Van Dyke, a favorite water hole of ours, and, on this day, home to a guy hanging out with his 8 week old Dachshund puppy. We got to talking and he was lamenting the fact that the pup was less of a chick magnet than he had expected. Poor guy.
As were were leaving we gave the pooch one last tummy rub. It was just then that good fortune shone upon the dog’s owner. A bikini-clad woman walked up to him and exclaimed, “I will totally hug and kiss your weiner.” Without missing a beat, the guy turned towards me, winked and stated, “I think I found her.”
It was a scene straight out of a Farrelly Brothers movie, and I was in a supporting role. What a hysterical LOL moment.
All in all, we had a blast in St. Michaels and we can’t wait to return.
Fair Winds & Following Seas,
Just the Two of Us…On A Sunset Dingy Cruise