Wednesday, September 02, 2009
Just one 18 miles bridge away, the Eastern Shore's bekon could be ignored no longer. Jeff and I finally packed our camping gear and kayaks and headed up.
The sun decided to set while we were on the bridge. We came upon the pull off with just enough time to snap a self-portrait or two.
Despite my reservations about getting in the water with a tropical storm having just passed, we kayaked out to the concrete ships.
They were built during WWII and then sunk as breakwaters in the bay. Viewed up close, the atrophy and decay offered an alluring type of beauty.
Though the trip was cut short due yet another East Coast rain storm, we weren't disappointed at all. We'd managed to pack in lots of relaxation and fun and plan to head out there again soon.