Wednesday, August 01, 2007

Chesapeake Bay: July 2007

I didn’t think it was possible to be so blissed-out that I couldn’t write. Chesapeake Bay did that to me.

Three years ago we stayed at the Chesapeake Beach Resort & Spa and fell in love with Chesapeake Bay. When BassMan’s parents requested only a low-key family gathering for their 50th anniversary, both BassMan and I thought of taking them to Chesapeake Bay. I searched the internet for the perfect location and found a gorgeous weekly rental house on a private beach in Port Republic, Maryland. This glorious bayfront house owned by Greg and Alicia Yowell was like a private Ritz-Carlton villa in a secluded section of paradise. I rose every morning to watch the sunrise over the bay.

My first morning, however, was framed by the release of the final book in the Harry Potter series. Having been a fan of the Boy-Who-Lived since his first adventure in HARRY POTTER AND THE SORCERER’S STONE, I had already done my internet research to find the nearest store where I could buy HARRY POTTER AND THE DEATHLY HALLOWS. I spent my first full day in Chesapeake lying on the sofa in the sunroom, a bayside breeze catching the pages as I turned them with record speed.

I took breaks to visit with BassMan’s parents, his sister, her husband, and their two young children. BassMan grilled delicious beer-can chicken, Elisabeth and Jonathan played with their little cousins in the bay, the senior Basses sat on the deck watching the kids play, and I read until midnight. Rising with the sun again the next day, I finished the final tome by eight, just about the time the rest of the house began to stir.

Port Republic, Maryland is only about an hour east of Washington, DC, but it might as well be on the other side of the world when considering its seclusion. I could fill several blog pages about our stay in Chesapeake Bay, but I don't want to be one of those boring neighbors telling vacation stories. Here are just a few of the highest highlights:

  • Viewing bald eagles soaring over Chesapeake Bay, swooping down to catch a fish and carry it wiggling in its claws all the way back to its nest in the cliffside trees.
  • Finding three giant Chesapecten jeffersonius scallop fossils during my daily shore walks.

  • Watching two elegant cownose rays gliding through the clear morning water as gracefully as the eagles soaring above.

  • Enjoying crabcakes and other seafood delights at local eateries.

  • Discovering what it is about the ocean that I love so much. That will require a blog post of its own. Maybe later.
Click here to view my Chesapeake Bay photo gallery.


clarissa said...

You must be a really fast reader to have finished that tome so quickly. How do you know the identity of birds and butterflies? I imagine you create that haven for yourself as you compose. What a wonderful account of your visit. I loved the picture of the boiled dinner. Keep it up. C. Thomas

billie said...

Carolyn, it looks and sounds wonderful. So glad you had a wonderful, blissful sojourn there!

CSUF Rock Star said...

I'm looking forward to finding out what it is about the ocean that you love so much. Being a fellow writer (although I write with notes rather than words), any type of water (especially the ocean) is always a great inspiration to me, and I've never understood why. Perhaps your journey of discovery will aid my own.

The Matrix Has You

P.S. I'm looking forward to reading your short story as well. I'll get around to it soon.

wendywrites said...

This is one of the many things I love about being a Marylander. I'm glad you enjoyed, and were inspired by your visit here.