Annual Pilgrimage

Made our annual trip to Chesapeake City, MD for crabs this weekend.

We got two dozen. First batch wasn’t so good. I ripped through 3 empty ones before I had anything decent.

At least the Yuengling was cold and pouring from pitchers.

Though the big deal of the meal was Abigail cleaning her own crabs. Yeah. Pretty proud of that one.

Pretty damn proud.

As usual hit the ice cream shop afterward.

As if the ice cream wasn’t sweet enough, GrandDaddy pulled off this moment with Abigail.

Who’d have thought, all those years running around these waters in high school and college, I’d be here in this place to witness this?

Not only do I have history here, my daughters do too.

– b