The weather cooperated and we arrived in Jackson Creek and Deltaville Marina. Two Ospreys let us know we were following the correct markers.
Ellen made a beeline for the showers and laundry. We met our dock neighbor Mack, who is incredibly from San Mateo CA and has a sister living in Tortola, recently arrived with his sailboat from Martinique in route to Maine. We planned take the courtesy car to get some heavy groceries the first afternoon, but….
Oh, it wouldn’t be a courtesy car without drama, last person to use car got a flat which was later determined to be the least of the car problems. No grocery today, but the local favorite Deltaville Tap & Raw Bar was only 150 feet from our dock. Gin and Tonic and a Painkiller were first on the order from our lovely waitress.
Here’s a view of the restaurant from our boat and our boat from our table inside the restaurant. The crab puppies disappeared too quickly for a photo. Omg can they fry food here. As it always seems to do, our looper flag and unique boat attracted attention, We met some nice “pre-loopers”, its always fun to talk about the Loop with other boaters.
So, the car wasn’t back the next day. We tried Uber but no go, that’s why the marinas in remote areas have the loaners, we couldn’t get anyone to come out here. We looked for Harbor Hosts (Loopers who live in the area who volunteer to help current Loopers). There were none close enough to ask for a 2 mile lift. So we got out the dolly, knapsacks, and bikes. We stopped off at the post office and West Marine half way and then on to Deltaville Market. We only destroyed two Pepsi cans on the way back and after the long ride Ellen spent the rest of the day with her Kindle. Brian went to the Deltaville Maritime Museum.
Just about every town in the Chesapeake has a water industry museum of some sort. Deltaville’s maritime museum was spectacular. It was in a large park with their own bay access inlet and dock. There was a crew working on a new build as well as many older crab and fishing boats going back multiple generations.
Although the weather was good for the next day, it was better the day after. We decided to anchor out just outside of the marina. Lovely to be anchored in such a pretty place.
Although there were some powerboats, we were way outnumbered by cruising sailboats, many from France and down island, taking advantage of the protective anchorage and supplies onshore. At this time of year most are waiting for hurricane season to be over before heading south.