Looking at a map of the Chesapeake you’ll see the bay runs 200 miles from the Susquehanna River to the Atlantic Ocean. There are 10 major tributaries and hundreds of creeks flowing into these rivers. This makes for a very complicated coast line and plenty of fresh and brackish water. Most of the water is very shallow. As we entered our first anchorage in the Bohemia River we had less than one foot of water under our keel. Our depth sounder read .5 or less for more than a mile. The next stop is the Chester River, on the Eastern Shore of the Chesapeake, to meet Roy Mears.
Over a year ago Roy’s gmail address started receiving sporadic emails intended for a Maryland contractor. Since Eric monitors Roy’s emails, he just deleted them. One day a message came through that looked important, so through the power of the internet located Mr. Roy Mears of Chestertown, MD. This was really crazy, there’s more than one Roy Mears in this world. Eric contacted him to let him know about the mix up and made plans to visit. So, here we are!
Roy’s wife, Molly, grew up at this beautiful house on the water. Every evening the siblings who live locally meet here to visit with Mal, their 93 year old mother, and we were invited to anchor in front of the house. We had two days at this beautiful oasis in Maryland’s summer heat. Topaz spent the entire day at the water’s edge, the sisters and I swam in the pool, Roy and Roy went fishing, Eric did some work and then kayaked around checking on all of us.
Each morning Roy had a plan to catch bait and wait for Roy to finish up his morning jobs.
Then Roy came by in his pontoon boat to pick up Roy for an afternoon of fishing.
They had great luck. Here’s the Channel Catfish the Roys caught and fried up for hor d’oeuvres, but it turned into the main meal for many of us.
Roy has also been after Stripers since his last striped sea monster. Here in Maryland they are called Rock Fish.
The kids also found an injured hummingbird that they named Snuggles Alexander Sweet. Luckily for this little birdie Molly’s sister, a bird rescuer from Wilmington, DE, came to take it back to the Tri-State Bird Rescue. Helen sent us an email that Snuggles was checked in and after treatment would be returned to Mal’s yard.
They also had toads all over the place. One toad took up residence in the pool skimmer. Other fun wildlife we spotted was a beaver swimming near the beach at our first anchorage and also fireflies that came out at dusk with the mosquitoes all over the yard.
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We had a great time, thanks to all our new friends. The next stop is Whitehall Bay. Terry and Peggy have a Leopard 40, Lux, that they keep up here in the summer for bay charters and charter out in the Bahamas during the winter. We also had guests for the weekend. Becky and David who visited us in BVI and Claudia, Becky’s long time pal. I only met Claudia twice before, but it felt like we’ve always known each other through Becky.
Claudia brought us all kinds of great fruits veggies and salads. Meals at home are often better than a restaurant, except for having to clean up afterwards.
Whitehall bay was perfect for the wake board, and Hobie. We even got Roy out there. With a few tips from Genny, he stood up on the wake board after only 3 tries.
The water is a steamy 88 degrees. I didn’t want to go in because we’ve heard so much about the jelly fish. Apparently, there’s a fine line between the brackish river water and the Chesapeake’s salt water where the sea nettle jelly fish thrive during the summer. We saw the locals soaking, so we braved it for a quick dip.
Another East Coast treat is lighting storms and squalls. Most of Sunday towering cumulonimbus clouds sat off in the distance. For about 2 hours in the late afternoon the storm came over and dragged boats all over the anchorage and drenched the boat.
Eric stood under our nice dry hard top, but the wind blew the rain sideways into the cockpit.
