Tuesday, September 18, 2007

It's love, not obsession.

With ships, that is. And the ocean. All oceans. And any large body of water, really.


As promised on my other blog, here are photos from my recent day trip up to Onancock.


Remember back when I went to see the tall ships in Norfolk, and couldn't identify one ship? Imagine my delight at finding it right in front of me, again. Like running into an old friend. (Just an old friend whose name I can't remember... which, really, isn't all that uncommon in my case.) And this time, I got to step aboard.


The ship is the Godspeed, a replica of one of the three ships English colonists traveled in to establish Jamestown in 1607.




As I drove home, I crossed the Chesapeake Bay Bridge-Tunnel, and crossed the same waters that those original colonists, caught in a terrible storm in the Atlantic, were blown into. Lucky for them.


(This view is looking west into the Chesapeake Bay from a pullout on the northern end of the bridge. So there is land in that direction. You can see a little bit on the right hand side as a sort of wiggle in the horizon. The size of the Chesapeake Bay awes me. Someday, I'd like to really explore it. You know, when I build my own ship.)



Yes, a good day. Filled with love.


carolyn said...

Dear Milady the Most Honourable Alison the Omnipresent of Walk upon Water thankyou for sharing your wonderful day out. The photographs are amazing.

radiogirl said...

It's my pleasure... I'm glad you like them!

tinker said...

The photos are lovely. I love looking at ships, but unfortunately tend to get seasick, so I usually just admire them from ashore (some pirate, I'd make!).
I'm catching up, working backwards, so that first comment definitely intrigues me!

Merisi said...

Such lovely images of a great tall ship! I think I never saw it, but I visited the replica of the "Dove", with which the English colonists who founded St. Mary's arrived on the Maryland shores.
Did you see the "Endeavor" replica, that sailed into Alexandria's port some years ago, on it's voyage around the world (that would be Capt. Cook's). I met it twice, several weeks earlier in Brunswick, South Carolina. I could not fathom who in the world so many people spent such long months on that small boat. Not talking about the Wikings ....