And we had fireworks to celebrate it at our marina in Colonial Beach, VA.
Calm waters. HOT HOT HOT. But cooler on the water, especially as we were zipping along at 14 mph.
This marina has a nearby beach on the Potomac. Went for a swim. Fresh water! After all of the salt spray along our journey, this was a treat — for us and Dot Calm. All of our fresh water boater friends should take a moment to thank their stars for fresh water.
Downside of the particular beach we chose…..a fleet of seaplanes taking off and kicking up lots of sand. But the water was just enough cool, just enough warm. Cliff wondered if I wanted to take a ride in one of the planes….NO.
We heard about a trolley that would take you into Colonial Beach downtown for 50 cents. What a deal! So we hopped on and learned that there really isn’t a downtown (we were expecting something like Fernandina Beach). Not even close. But we did get a nice tour of the city and decided dinner on board was a terrific idea. Greek salad. Yum.
Can’t post pictures, because we are still in Patagonia — oops, I mean rural Virginia:-)