Saturday, August 19, 2006

Kayaking the Spine of VA Beach




We took advantage of our last couple of weekdays off and drove east to the ocean. Damien had researched a remote place to camp in the state park on Virginia Beach called False Cape, with no vehicle access. The choice was to either walk 6.5 miles to the site, or our favorite, kayak 9 miles to the site. We kayaked on Back Bay, following the shoreline which so narrowly separated us from the open ocean. The day we started the waves were raging, so we were thankful to be on the calmer yet still wavy side, with, fortunately, the wind at our backs. We made it there in about 3 hours and were astonished by the beauty we found there. We camped under an ancient Live Oak, which do not grow up north, and walked less than a mile to the ocean side to play on the beach. Not a soul was around. It was amazing. It rained a bit, but it was nice. In the morning the bay was still and glassy like you see in the picture. We had a calm paddle back, though we still can feel all those miles in our shoulders and traps. We were so hot when we got back to the car we decided to take another dip on the ocean side at a public beach, which was fun, until I started feeling all these sharp little stings on the inside of my suit. I found that about a billion little sand-sized critters had gotten stuck in there and were pinching me. It took a long time for me to remove every last one, and it certainly cut my swim short. I haven't been able to identify them yet but they were kind of like a tiny spider crossed with a tiny shrimp the color of sand with eyes that were black but looked green in the light.

Friday, August 18, 2006

Anachronistic Entry


I meant to put this pic on a while back- this is up in Canada (Mud) when David and I flipped the catamaran and I never got wet-kinda like running on a log. We were helped back into upright position by some local friends. We then proceeded to have one of the most exhilirating rides ever in the very windy afternoon. Thanks David -what a time!

Tuesday, August 15, 2006

Making Richmond Home

Well y'all (ha ha not yet), here we are in Richmond, Virginia. We are really enjoying it so far and are starting our pre-service training on the 21st of Aug, and the kids come back to school on Sept 5th. Here are a couple of pictures- our backyard, front porch, and a spot in Shenandoah National Park, which we hiked around in yesterday. I'll post some of the interior of our apt as soon as we finish hanging up our art. We moved in during that incredible heat wave. Dante surely would have designated the inside of our Penske truck a whole new level in Inferno, wherein those who collected too much stuff during their lifetimes would be tortured accordingly.
Fortunately, my parents drove all the way down here to help us get settled and it was a wonderful time. Happy Birthday To You Mom! Today's her day. Anyhow, we started exploring the city with them and were sad to see them go. Richmond is full of pleasant surprises, and our neighborhood is really historical and hip, boasting lots of cool restaurants, cafes, old churches, an Edgar Allen Poe Museum, cobblestone streets, and even a quirky farmer's market that looks like a flea market on Saturdays. We live atop the steepest hill and riding our bikes up it in the heat has been something to celebrate every time. The James River is right here, flowing east through the city and there are many rocks to sunbathe and play on, and lots of swimmers, kayakers, and rafters are seen floating around in the mid-day humidity. The water is so warm it's borderline refreshing. We've been out kayaking once and saw a lot of bird and animal life. The southern lifestyle has been easy to fall into; everyone is pretty laid back and very friendly. It is a southern rule to leave your porch light on all night, and the meat department at the grocery store reminds me more of Asia than anything: chicken necks and feet, pig hooves, gizzards and various glands. And no Frank's Red Hot, but many other spicy concoctions are to be had for sure. Damien bought a car- a 2003 black Ford Focus Hatchback that gets 37 miles to the gallon! That really beats my trusty purple robot. We hope for some more visitors soon! Ahem... I think we're heading out to the beach tomorrow (this piece of info is meant for enticing). I'll keep this blog updated. We miss you!