|Horse-out-of-H20 beach-combing trip 2 the amor4us coast weave called home 4 20+ yrs||
15 April 2021> Herd our bedder-½ rustling round + drinking water @ 3:33 a.m. so we said ciao + they mumbled sumping a bout a dream they had where we were waiting 4 a boat in Tieland, 2 go 2 sum I-land. we had 2 get all our provisions like shrimp, lobster, etc. cuz there was nothing on this I-land + we were haggling w/ the boat guy cuz they had changed the price + these other fancy-pants shyknees tourists w/ a Thai interpreter were pushing us aside + sweet-talking him 4 a deal + our bedder-½ mumbled about how annoying this all was, the hassles of travelling. meanwhile in our headspace we were in the mountins sumwhere in Cali4nia + we saw this small private jet that had landed on this tiny airstrip + we made our usual comment like "what kind of assholes have planes like this" when secretly we were jealous cuz it wd be so cool 2 have a private jet + be able 2 fly around el moondough. we were looking inside it, there was dozens of bratty kids lounging around w/ no safety belts, shit layin around all over, overhead bins open as they were taking off + then we were thinking wait a minute, we're watching this from the inside, we're on this plane! we had a ticket 2 go 2 San Diego on Air China + evidently our flight was overbooked + they maid arrangements w/ this plane 2 take us. then it occurred 2 us that they were probly going strait 2 China so we aksed the pilot (the father), "you're dropping us off in San Diego, rite?" but he wasn't planning on laying over there + we was starting 2 panic saying we din't halve no visa 4 China + din't want 2 fly all the way there just 2 be sent back. he was fumbling thru his personal FX trying 2 find the # of sum 1 he cd call 2 change his flight plan + @ 1 point axidentally dropped sum U-lock keys out the window.
16 April | Chincoteague, VA> Had 2 google how2 spell where we're @ ... also the 1st time we're writing a journel entry from a place other than D.C. in over a year. got a rental car + 1st drove 2 Blackwater refuge... started 2 do a few hikes but the ground was really boggy, spent most of our time trying 2 keep our feet dry. went 2 the Harriet Tubman underground railroad museum... guess she lived in this neck of woods + the "railroad" went thru these parts.
... continued on2 Chincoteague, 8 oysters, clams, calamari, soft-shelled crab, etc. sort of outside (screened in porch)... getting closer 2 our 1st indoor dining experience. today got up early + wint on2 Assateague I-land... walked about 4-5 miles along beach north into Maryland. found all sorts of large conch + horseshoe crab shells, more than we cd carry. then did the Woodland trail wich was perty lame, big wide paved path w/ lots of old ppl + kids, etc. so we desided 2 get off the beaten path. saw wild horses from a distance a few times. we were just following this little strip of beach along Tom's cove until it petered out + we cd see from google map that we weren't far from where we parked so started cutting cross this boggy marsh getting our shoes wet + then bushwhacking + wasn't so bad xcept 4 the last section 2 get back 2 the trail had 2 fight our way thru sticker bushes + got our legs all scratched up, bloodying up our socks. part of us was thinking along Herzog's lines, how nature is evil + why shd we even venture out of our house + part of us was pondering on the 1st settlers + Indians, thinking bout what a pain it wd of bin 2 get from pt A 2 pt B w/ no roads or trails + no maps + it made us feel greatfool, specially in these swampy parts where there ain't menny landmarks + u can't really travel in strait lines cuz there's water everywhere (+ probly hard 2 navig8 by boat 4 the same reason). + there ain't mosquitoes yet, no way in hell we'd come back here in the summer. we were about 2 do the lighthouse trail cuz we saw some wild horses + thought the trail might lead us close 2 them but @ the trailhead we saw a sign warning about "abundant poison ivy" + panicked cuz we did see a few patches of it so we rushed back 2 our place 2 shower + wash our clothes. chilled sum (the itch subsided) then went out 2 the lighthouse trail which wasn't much 2 write home about. then we walked into town 4 dinner... all in all the step-counter on our bedder-½'s phone says we walked 17.5 miles. feels good 2 get exorcise + be x-posed 2 the elements... sun, wind, sand, plants + also covid... folks round here ain't so carefool about covid (lots of Drumpf signs on the way hear 2 remind u you're still in Drumpf country), but we're vaxin-8'd + figure now's a good enough time 2 expose ourselves 2 the virus cuz repeated xposure (either thru booster vaxinations or anti-bodies) is the only way we'll get thru this in the long run + face it, we need to be thinking long-term cuz we've spent a year fighting this thing w/ restrictive interventions + it ain't going nowhere so we just need 2 learn 2 live w/ it just like we live w/ the commun flu. the restraunt we went 2 had a beautiful porch on the river but it was closed + we asked Y + they said cuz the weather wasn't nice enough + we pointed out that it was 60+° + sunny but they just gave us a dirty look back... so we shrugged + 8 in sum dank interior crowded w/ covidiots. then went back 2 our place + watched A History of Violence.
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