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... Bob and I will have a lot to cut by next week.
In ten days we leave for our trip to the Baltics, Finland and Russia with Tauck and then to Sweden and Denmark on our own. It is the first time for either of us to any of these countries and we are looking forward to our adventure. Earnest tourists that we are, we have done our homework: reading histories, ...
... Delaware Bay and then out to the
Ocean at Cape May New Jersey. We were boarded by the Coast Guard on
our way in for our first inspection, which all went well. So we are
getting to experience everything all at once it seems.
We are now fully on our own power and
independent of outside supplies etc. Except for the occasional trip
to a Bar in Georgetown to watch TV for news of
... s no surf see the sights. Hopefully all
this will work and he will be able to get another waiver when coming
back into the US. He's been very thoughtful and left us with a verbal list of all the things that need to be done while he is away playing.
It's been soooooooooooooooooo hot over here - but the next couple of
days is going to be in the 80's with chance of thunderstorms. The air ...
... designed to assist in the dredging of oyster beds. I read at one point that this area has the only commercial fishing fleet in the America that still uses boats under sail power. The next building housed a temporary exhibition of aerial photographs taken of the same areas of the Chesapeake Bay during drastically different time periods. They showed how buildings and nature have changed, and in some cases, been preserved and also how the rising ...
... down the fort paying bills etc. back home, and chasing us each and every day to get out of bed, get going, always squeezing the most out of wherever we were and whatever we were doing. (It's a bit embarrassing really - I'm still trying to figure out just what it was I was doing the whole time.) While I literally clawed my way across the goal line, a bundle of frayed nerves, 15lbs wiser, unable to remember what I had for lunch, and with a ...