Dead-End Roads

 

I like dead-end roads.  I mean literally, not figuratively.   They always go somewhere and more often than not, they go somewhere interesting. 

 

Living on a large peninsula with the ocean on one side and the Chesapeake Bay on the other, sets the stage for many dead-end roads.   I love to zoom out on my g.p.s.  screen and just look at the landforms and from that decide what road to take.  Sure, I’ve bumped into a dud or two but the magical “oh wow” moments more than make up for them.

 

The pandemic has kept me close to home this year.  These spooky killer bugs floating around in the air have caused me to avoid public restrooms and indoor dining.  At my age, you can’t go too far without visiting a restroom.  But the walls have started closing in on me and with all the predictions of a long, dark winter I just felt I needed to get out while I could.  I picked up my best buddy Judy around 5 a.m. and headed south.

Our first stop was Saxis, Virginia.  It’s called Saxis Island but, dang it, I’ve study the g.p.s. and it is actually a peninsula on the Delmarva Peninsula.  We got there just as the sun started to rise and the mosquitoes had not yet retired for the day.  I had only squeezed off a few photographs when the roar of mosquito wings sent me running back to the car.  It’s a cute little town, population 241, with an awesome marina full of old fishing boats and broken down crab shanties.  My kind of place.   

After Saxis, we hit a few dead-end roads all on the Bay side of the peninsula.  There were no towns but plenty of spectacular views.  We ended our morning in Chincoteague, where we enjoyed outdoor dining and a public restroom.  It was good to be on the road again.