ROAD TRIP: WEEKEND
The morning dew sat thick on the car and the soil when the sun rose on the Eastern Shore on Sunday. Hurricane Bill was flooding the airwaves with promises of killer waves and tumultuous seas. So the decision was made; it was mandatory to witness the mayhem first hand. To get to the destination in mind, one must take some sort of water craft, be it a motor boat, jet ski, or, in our case, kayaks.
In what could be describe as a floating caravan, six of us put in somewhere near Daugherty, Virginia and began the beautiful hour paddle through the pristine salt marshes, down Folly's creek towards Cedar Island in hopes of great tempest waves, but instead what we found was a much needed day or serenity and tranquility.
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