First Landing State Park sits at the hook of the Chesapeake
Bay and its nexus with the Atlantic Ocean. One can view the Bay Bridge and
Tunnel entrances/exits from the shoreline of the park, 27 miles from one side
of the Chesapeake to the other. It is a most odd sensation to consider driving
through the two tunnels knowing tons of water ride above you separated by what
seems a very thin layer of concrete and metal.
Back on the beach sand as soft as velvet tickles the toes
and is liberally dotted with a multitude of Horseshoe Crabs in varying stages
of dismantlement. Finding raccoon tracks along the strand leads to the
conclusion that the wily creatures eat quite well in these surroundings. What
is disappointing is a noticeable lack of the typical Eastern Atlantic shell
life. Mayhap they are covered by the incessant migration of sand toward the
shore as evidenced by the disappearance of about 2 feet of the boardwalk
beneath the constantly moving particles.
The campground itself is nestled among a line of dunes protected
scrub oaks, sea grasses and other low growing vegetation. The history of this park is of interest as it
was near the very first Virginia landing by settlers in 1607. The park itself
was built by the CCC in the 1930.
See
the story here: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/First_Landing_State_Park
Sunset, while not spectacular on this particular evening,
was, nonetheless beautiful across the waters of the Chesapeake and always
welcome when camping near a lake, river or, in this case, bay. Snugged within the sheltering limbs of
twisted scrub our little home on wheels was serendipitously angled to provide a
striking view of the full moon through streaked clouds as lazy crickets slowly
chirped in the cool early autumn air.
In search of tasty seafood, we questioned the friendly
attendant at the gate about a good local “mom’n’pop” eatery. Served with yummy
oyster crackers and hush puppies on the side, Charlie’s Seafood Restaurant is
locally famous for its She-Crab soup. It is a tasty concoction which they will
also freeze and ship anywhere Fed-Ex overnight. Sampling that and a perfectly
seasoned blackened Flounder was a
satisfying end to a long afternoon on the road.
Next stop…the old lighthouse that lies within the grounds of
still very active Fort Story.
No comments:
Post a Comment