The day dawned and brought with it a hint of sun, a welcome change from the previous 3 days.
My plan was to travel over the Chesapeake Bay Bridge Tunnel to the Eastern Shore of Virginia. Tucked between the Chesapeake Bay and the Atlantic Ocean, the Eastern shore is “defined by two elements: the fertile land and the water”.
I looked forward to going over the 17.6 mile Bay Bridge Tunnel and was happy to find that it had a visitors center and pier midway across the bay. Well you know me … I just had to stop and walk all the way out to the end of the pier before heading on my way.
It fascinates me that cars travelthrough a tunnel under the water in the break between the two rock edges.
Once back on the road, and knowing that I’d have much more time to explore the Eastern Shore the next day, I pushed on up to Bethany Beach, Delaware. After a short but wonderful visit with dear friends, I set out to explore a bit. On a borrowed bike, I hit a pretty bikeway which ultimately led me to the Indian River Inlet Bridge.
The view of the ocean and the Delaware Seashore State Park was beautiful.
Every bike ride should end with a cold beer, at least in my opinion, and I found that, and fish tacos, at Hammerheads Dockside. It was just the fuel I needed for the ride back over the bridge. After that, it was a quick visit to the beach and time to settle in for the evening.
The next morning, I was up early for the drive back down the Eastern Shore. I stopped in Cape Charles, a town founded in 1884 as the southern terminus of the New York, Philidelphia, and Norfolk Railroad. Listed on the National Register of Historic Places, this train town also boasts a water tower that looks like a lighthouse.
I found my way down to the bay and within minutes, I was out of my shoes, had rolled up my pants, and was enjoying the feel of the sand and the water.
The next stop was the Eastern Shore Wildlife Refuge. “Located at the tip of the Delmarva Peninsula, this area is one of the most important avian migration funnels in North America. Each fall, like colorful clockwork, the refuge is the scene of a spectacular drama as millions of songbirds and monarch butterflies and thousands of raptors converge on their voyage south”.
In addition to photography, the refuge offers the visitor opportunities for fishing, hunting, wildlife viewing, and education.
I wish I’d had a kayak with me this day!
All to0 soon, it was time to start the trip back home to the mountains. While disappointed to leave the water and marine life, it was time to get home to prepare for my first post-wreck bike trip.
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