I’ve previously mentioned that Motor Man and I take his mother to lunch on Sundays and then, out for an afternoon adventure. Sometimes he and I plan it ahead of time, but many times, where we go is a surprise, even to me.
Sunday’s adventure was a surprise. We ventured to the Eastern Shore of Virginia, specifically the little waterfront village of Chincoteague. That’s about 140 miles from us, and the trip takes us across the 20-mile long Chesapeake Bay Bridge Tunnel.
On the bridge, as we were approaching the first of two tunnels, we noticed several cargo ships, anchored, waiting to enter the Port of Virginia. This one, the Santa Paola, was actually underway. The internet tells me that its homeport is Monrovia, Liberia.
As we emerged from the tunnel, I took this picture through the back window of our vehicle as the ship crossed over the tunnel. (Does anyone else find it a little eerie that a ship can be sailing over the road you’re traveling on…?)
Once we arrived on the Shore, we could see in the distance the Cape Charles lighthouse.
After driving through the village of Chincoteague, we drove onto Assateague Island. Oysters, anyone? That’s Assateague Light in the background.
Assateague is also home to a herd of approximately 150 ponies. I remember loving the book “Misty of Chincoteague” when I was a little girl. Each summer, the Chincoteague Volunteer Firemen sponsor a pony swim. The ponies ( who live on Assateague) are herded up and moved (swim) from Assateague to Chincoteague, where the foals are auctioned. This link gives more information; it’s an interesting read. The Pony Swim would be amazing to see in person, but the site says tens of thousands of people attend, so I think we’ll pass.
There’s a beautiful beach on Assateague, and a kind stranger took a picture of the three of us with the Atlantic in the background. As you can see, it couldn’t have been a prettier day for a drive.
On our way back toward the Bridge Tunnel, we drove through the little town of Cape Charles at sunset. The container ships are still waiting in the distance.
Motor Man always has something up his sleeve. His Mom and I say that, when you get in the vehicle with him, you never know where you’ll go. But it’s always a fun ride.
~These Days Of Mine~