Mark in the galley cooking us up a fabulous breakfast of French toast and corn beef hash. The day is getting off to a great start!
It was a short 12 mile jaunt to Tilghman Island. They guys rinsed the salt off the boat while Deone and I checked out the facilities. Laundry and the pool was decided to be on the agenda. It’s another hot and very humid day. Strong storms are predicted so we wanted to be in early and battened down. It turned out to be a good decision.
We walked into the town, which was a café, post office and bank. Tilghman is a sleepy little community inhabited mostly by watermen and city dwellers that come here on the weekends to escape the craziness of the city.
We stopped at an honor system produce wagon. (need more tomatoes for BLT’s) Here we met “Big Jim” who was on a tomato-shopping mission for his wife. He is a retired college professor and now professional photographer. We ended up having a great conversation with him and learned much about the area, plus a recommendation for dinner.
After another lunch of BLT’s (and we still aren’t sick of them) we got the bright idea to try crabbing!!! I’m sure we were supposed to have a license, but we looked at it like a “free trial”. Using a bent paper clip on a string, tied to a long string with a weight on it for a sinker, we stuck some raw chicken on the end of the paper clip and went crabbing.
The crab will grab on the bait and hang on while you lift them up. The first one hung on till we dropped it in the pail. Then Mark caught two whoppers but they dropped off, shortly after he started to raise them out of the water. Earlier in the day we watched watermen crabbing with a trotline. They dragged a line with baits attached (probably not by paperclip though) and one guy reels it in. The other guy scoops them with a net.We needed a net!
So one boat hook, a colander and a couple of zip ties later, we had a net.
It was getting really hot on the dock, so we put the crabbing on hold and we all went to the pool for a dip.
But NO DIVING!!!
Mark modeling his "Revolution" shirt.
The sky turned black and thunder started rumbling so we headed back to the boat. Not long after, the storm arrived with a fury. 70 mph plus winds hit and torrential rain. We couldn’t even see the shoreline, and it wasn’t very far away. It was good to be tied up secure.
After the storm passed, we called the Tilghman Island Inn and asked if they would be willing to pick us up for dinner. This was the restaurant Big Jim suggested to us earlier in the day. I don’t think they have ever been asked to pick up customers, but they said yes. Our ride arrived, and it wasn’t Sober Cab if you get my drift. The island is small with winding roads so the drive is such that it’s slow.
The Inn was an excellent place to dine. And the view was over the Knapp Narrows between the Choptank River and the Chesapeake Bay. We lucked out and the sky cleared enough that we saw the sunset.
Shortly after sunset though it poured again for about half an hour and we could see it pouring off the roof.
We had a very good meal here!! Deone had crabcakes. Each the size of a large biscuit.
Mark had softshell crab.
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