A friend drops by

Sept 15^th  - a beautiful sunny calm morning. We dinghy to shore, borrow the bicycles again and head back into Rock Hall. Our purpose is to stop at West Marine (a marine store chain in Canada & USA) for plumbing parts to convert the deck hose to sea water. First, we stop to have lunch at Waterman’s Crab House – it is a great spot. We notice empty docks right at the restaurant and inquire…damn, we could have had a slip 10 feet from our table with power and water…Definitely on the return trip.

Swan Creek Marina

We decide to stay an extra night as our dear friend, Peter Bailey, is passing by this way from visiting his brother in Georgia…once a prominent Bay Street (Canada’s Wall Street) executive, at age 73 he

is still the man I knew in the early 1990’s and he still does contract work downtown when requested…his breakfast use to be a diet coke and Joe Louis (packaged chocolate covered cake) at his desk. We asked the marina office if we can stop at the dock to pick him up as a dinghy ride wouldn't work well…later that day, we dropped the mooring ball line and tied up at the dock…we decided not to go back to the mooring ball. Well, after a 750 mile drive, Peter arrived at 19:30, we greeted him at his SUV and walked him down the dock to our boat. We sat in the cockpit, chatted and caught up on life, ate some spicy shrimp, and a few rum & cokes later we all decide to play a game of Scrabble. Dwayne 4-0.

Peter and I stayed up for another rum and called it a night around 02:00AM.