Beach Day

Beach day - 65 and rainy

We didn't go to just any beach, we went to the island of Chincoteague and Assateague. Have you read Misty of Chincoteague? It's a great story.  I went there as a child and had fond memories of the island and the wild ponies.  It has fascinating history.

Wild Ponies:

Wild ponies zoomed in:

You really need to read about these wild ponies.  They were shipwrecked hundreds of years ago and have adapted to life on the island.  Every year island men gather the ponies and swim them across the small channel and then auction them off.

(Wild ponies in the background above)

There is also a beautiful lighthouse on the island that was under renovations (we couldn't get close).  A memory came back to me as we walked the path to get to the light house.  My family visited the island when I was a teenager and we took my Grandmother Crane with us.  She had never seen the ocean before so she was very excited about the trip.  I remember when we took her to see the lighthouse she lay down on the ground flat on her back to get some good camera angles.  I was mortified as a teenager, I couldn't believe she would lay down on the GROUND in PUBLIC.  Now, I smile at my silly self and admire my grandmother for getting a really great shot of the lighthouse.  Sadly on this trip we were all being eaten alive by mosquito's and nasty green flies so I couldn't lay down to get a decent shot of the lighthouse.

We also "climbed" the high point of Delaware. I raced Jim from the car to the sign so I could be first, I'm mature like that. Then when he asked to take his picture I took the following:

Don't worry, I'm not a brat. I took a nice picture too.

As you can tell he is a good sport, then he had to text his friends about how funny his wife is.

Then we drove 8 hours home in traffic. It was worth it.

The End