Maybe you didn’t grow up reading Misty of Chincoteague, but you might have heard of the wild ponies that have been on the island for centuries, perhaps stranded from a long-ago shipwreck. Getting to see them is a real thrill, which is why you are being treated to the sight of one band we were lucky enough to find. This is a wonderful wildlife preserve – a national park, in fact. There is also a gorgeous beach and a lighthouse which has illuminated the Atlantic since the mid-1800’s.
While the ponies were the definite highlight of the day, we also toured lovely Easton, Maryland, and hurricane-ravished Crisfield, original home of that Catholic-home staple, Mrs. Paul’s’ and her famous fish sticks. Despite that dubious heritage, we did have some great crab cakes and hush puppies near the beach. However, I am hopeful that now that we are leaving this area and heading to North Carolina, Don has had his fill of crab. There are limits.
Thanks for posting the info about your trip. John and I are deriving much pleasure from the pix and the commentary. Sounds like things are going well for you both.
Angella and John
You can never have to much maryland crab!
You DO know that you have the makings of a book here. Working Title: Jo & Don’s Excellent Adventure.