June 15 -- The Chesapeake Bay. Those of us in the mid-Atlantic involved in watershed protection hear and talk about this place all the time. It is the crown jewel that we ultimately seek to protect, or at least the end by which we often justify our work to reduce pollution in discrete parts of its watershed. Yet, although I have crossed narrower portions of the Bay on bridges, the physical extent and significance of this ecosystem have still felt somewhat nebulous to this western Virginian. Today I got a better grasp of what it's all about.
|Entrance to marina near Reedville, where we caught the ferry.|
Vertical boat storage building at the marina
|Our greeter at the marina, hoping for a tip.|
|Heading to Tangier Island!|
|Girl looking out on bow.|
|Tall ship from Nova Scotia.|
|Chatting it up with the Captain.|
|Coming into Tangier.|
|Space is precious on Tangier Island, even for the departed.|
|Walking down Main Ridge Rd.|
I don't know, it looked flat as a pancake to me.
Our second, much smaller, ferry arrived at the dock to take twelve of us to Onancock on the Eastern Shore. This time the waves were much more apparent and the drone of the engine drowned out much conversation. Ryan and I just sat mesmerized by the salt water dumping onto the stern of the boat as Tangier Island became smaller and smaller in the distance.
|Bridges tie the island together.|
|Not much use for a car on Tangier.|
|Kids hitching a ride.|
|Man, what a fun place to grow up.|
|Crab pots in front yard.|