Next day it was off to Deal Island for some fishing.
Leaving the boat ramp. Small landing but big phone tower and a big pile of oyster shells on the side.
Kathy taking the helm. I guess that is what it is called – at least it is on Star Trek – “Spock, take the helm. Scotty, you come with me.”
Deal Island bridge.
Kathy caught the first fish of the day…
…not as big as mine! Oh what a whopper! The weight almost snapped the rod!
Kathy’s catch. Crab.
Then mine…alien looking thing. Where is Ripley? Everything that was caught was thrown back in.
Abandoned except for the birds.
Karen Noonan Center, Chesapeake Bay Foundation. Classroom.
Fish nets off of Bloodsworth Island. On the navigational chart this area is off limits. Kathy’s dad told me the naval base drops bombs (Practice) on the island. If you do a close up Google Earth view, it looks like the moon in some spots – craters.
Watermen heading back after a days work.
Skipjack, Ida May.