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An hour's ride from Easton and we were in the quaint river town of the Chesapeake Bay, MD. The town is on the Miles River, water, water, everywhere. Eye candy for me.
The ride down from Easton is easy on bikes. Maryland is very bicycle friendly and on most highways dedicates an entire lane to bikes. Nice. Safer. Today, as most days we have a good headwind so I figure on the way back this afternoon it should be a tailwind. Will see about that...
Taking a photo op and wind break.
Lots of white fences so I figured there must be horses somewhere. Ah, yes, there they were.
Views along the ride included "simple little plantation houses" down at the end of long shady lanes.
Nearing St Michaels it reminded me a lot of Cape May, my home town. Both shore towns offer extraordinary beauty to the tourists that support them. A nice exchange. Those that live and work hard to make a living in them, also work hard to make it look effortless to those visiting. Definitely a lovely respite from life in the big cities.
Bed and Breakfasts dotted the many picturesque neighborhood streets. And most had No Vacancy signs. Visitors walked and rode bikes as they explored. The Chesapeake Bay Maritime Museum is a big deal, and Dave spent a few hours perusing the exhibits. Very interesting history of the fishing industry in this area.
A delightful town, if you get a chance, go! And stay more than a few hours, much to see that we didn't get to.
The Chesapeake Bay Maritime Museum is an interesting place. Dave stayed a few hours as I whisked through the town. He treated me to a river boat ride on the Winne Estelle, a Buy Boat. Super interesting history lesson about oyster fishing on the river.
Lots of interesting shops and galleries along the main street.
Stopping by Clark's Fine Art Gallery, Heidi explained her art process. I'm not sure what was more remarkable, her art or her gorgeous, long grey-white hair. Who has hair like this at this age???
Time for lunch. Dave was not happy about the prices in St. Michaels. I told him Acme was offering hoagies for $5.00 but he opted for delicious fried trout "since he was here". But not happily. I, on the other hand, am on vacation and thoroughly enjoyed my crab cake sandwich. Separate checks, of course!!! lol.
After lunch Dave headed back to Easton and I stayed around to ride out toward Tilghman Island at the tip of the peninsula. It was another 16 miles out so I didn't get all the way but enjoyed more riding. The day was so beautiful I didn't want to give it up.
Before I headed back for the day I made an ice cream stop. Mandatory on a biking vacation.
Austin explained the difference between a malt and a shake and I opted for a strawberry malt. Delicious decision.
Time to head back for the hour ride to the motel. Um... about the wind, it wasn't a tail wind, but not too bad. Wind velocity decreases toward late afternoon, sometimes.
Dave was sound asleep when I got back, and after I had taken a blissful motel shower and washed a few clothes in the motel sink so the motel AC could dry them, I too, was asleep. Nothing like a busy day of biking, shopping, gallery hopping, a tour on a river boat, and scoops of strawberry ice cream to help one sleep soundly.
So, so grateful for this trip.