Obama rides from Crisfield to Tangier Island

Okay. It is not really Obama.

I saw this today and had to shoot it. The Courtney Thomas, from Tangier, VA., is one of the mail boats that docks in Crisfield. The guy with Obama is James Eskridge, the mayor of Tangier Island. He told me that Obama is now a regular passenger, weather permitting. Eskridge says that Obama loves Tangier Island.

Obama must like Crisfield, too. Come on over and see us. We are only a few hours from Washington.

Last Summer Photos

I have received about ten emails from viewers of this blog clamoring for more summer photos to warm them up. So here is the last batch. Stay warm, and remember Crisfield when you are planning your next vacation.

We're a friendly people, and we know how to have fun. Ya'll come. That's not a Maryland phrase but being from Georgia, it's still sounds good to me.



Oh, those summer tomatoes!


Those tomatoes go good with our local crabs.


And here is one of our crabbers doing what he does best.


Yes. We still have an ice cream truck. In my day, when we heard the music, we all yelled, "the Hunky Man is coming!" I think it is because they had an ice cream on a stick called a Hunky.


Crisfield is the ideal place for running and biking - no hills in this part of the country. You can bike all day and never get tired.


"No, officer, we weren't speeding." Speaking of the law, we have a great law-enforcement agency in Crisfield. Remember the post about the unattended milk and eggs being left on the city dock, along with FedEx and UPS packages for the mail boats? If you tried to swipe them, you would not get past the city limits. It's our great police officers that make this a safe town.


We have some of the best fishing around. For those of you who have big boats or yachts, you need to make your way to Somers Cove Marina. We have a lot of events scheduled for the year. Check out the Crisfield Chamber of Commerce site and make your reservations now.


These two love bugs were enjoying a day at Somers Cove Marina.


We've all done it, running through our dads hose on a hot summer day as he washes the car. We see a lot of that around here.


Boohoo. I caught this little girl off guard at our beach. When you visit us, you might want to take a day trip to Assateague Beach or Ocean City.

Boys will be boys. There are all kinds of nooks and crannies to explore in Crisfield. This boy was walking near the beach at the American Legion. If you are a member, make sure you stop by when you visit. They have a million dollar view of the bay. And the sunsets are to die for!


See what our beautiful bay does to you? They came for fish but got caught up in the magic.


The wonderful days of summer are just around the corner. Doesn't this warm you up?


Another warmer-upper.


We're a small town...a really small town. What I like best is that you can go to the beach and be all alone on many occasions. This lady, who works for our hospital (a fine hospital that I will tell you about in another post)was enjoying a relaxing day at the beach. Where else can you have a whole beach to yourself?


OK. I am going to leave you with a weather shot, and spoil it with a sad reminder of the gas prices of last year. This was taken on a really hot day. The lady had walked to the station to get a drink to cool off. We are all hit by heatwaves. This summer, you will clamoring for photos to cool you down! At least we have the beach and the bay to cool us off when the weather gets too hot.

Now that I have warmed you with summer pictures, here are some more cold weather photos to cool you down.

"O Winter! ruler of the inverted year, . . . I crown thee king of intimate delights, fireside enjoyments, home-born happiness, and all the comforts that the lowly roof of undisturb'd retirement, and the hours of long uninterrupted evening, know." - William Cowper I took this today on our city dock where the mail boats from Smith Island, MD and Tangier Island, VA dock in the a.m. You can always find FedEx and UPS packages lingering on the dock unattended, along with a few groceries like the milk and eggs shown on the right. You won't see that in many towns, proving that our little town is an honest and safe place to live.
I also took this photo today. This is a crabber's shanty near our hospital. Crisfield is famous for the best crab 'eaten on the Eastern Shore.

The next two photos are are fun snow photos.

Speaking of crabs, Linton's is a great place to get hot steamed crabs to go. They also ship. If you like shrimp, they do some of the best steamed shrimp in town. Visit their site at: http://lintonsseafood.com.

A man and a dog slipping on an icy dock. What more can you say? This photo was taken on our city dock.

More cold weather on the way. I counter with more summer photos!

Ada Louise Huxtable wrote, “Summer is the time when one sheds one's tensions with one's clothes, and the right kind of day is jeweled balm for the battered spirit. A few of those days and you can become drunk with the belief that all's right with the world.”

Though winter has its own beauty, especially for those who love the outdoors, it is especially easy to become drunk with the beauty of summer in Crisfield.

With our cold wave hanging on, I thought I would drag out some more summer photos to warm my viewer's bones, and to let them know what a lovely town we have, both in summer and winter. I'll not ruin them with wordy descriptions. Enjoy.

If you visit Crisfield,
don't leave without making a stop at Gordon's, located at 831 W Main St. The flavor of the town, as it was in the old days - since 1928, still lingers in the air. You can enjoy a crab cake, have what the patrons call "the best cup of coffee in town.", and enjoy a chat with the waterman, if they are not out catching crabs or oysters.

Gordon's opens way before most people think about climbing out of bed, and they don't close until 9:00 p.m.

Pictured is waterman Johnny Marshall. I caught him showing off his 4th grade picture when he lived on Smith Island.

Who could ever complain about our town when we have beautiful sites like this all around us? We need only to open our eyes.

I took this photo at Jenkins Creek. It was freezing cold, but who would know? Just looking at the photo warms me like a hot cup of tea.

How cold is it?

After warming you up with summer photos, here is a photo I took today.

The photo depicts a car driving by a thawed patch of water. Water droplets from the puddle settled on a grassy area, causing an ice scultpure. This was taken late afternoon and even with the sun out all day, the grass never thawed. Brrr.

Think Summer!

The weather outside is frightful, but thinking of summer is so delightful!

With sleet and snow flurries in the forecast for today, I thought I would warm you up with two summer photos.

Top: This photo is one my favorites (I love black and white). This father, from Frostburg, was enjoying a day on the city dock with the children while their mothers shopped. He had his hands full, but his patience seemed endless.

Bottom: Photo taken at Water's Edge.

Crisfield is a great place for a getaway, be it enjoying the endless days of summer or the solitude of winter.

Crisfielders love the cold weather!
Not sure who this man is. I captured him enjoying a "stroll" in his boat. Tell us about your favorite outdoor winter activities.

This post is to honor our mail boat captains. Like the USPS, neither rain sleet or snow stops the boats that run from Tangier and Smith Island to Crisfield.

We have a lot of cold fronts ride in on the winds around these parts. The high today made it to 23. Yesterday, the wind chill made it feel like 12.

Bottom: Andy Parks of the Courtney Thomas out of Tangier. Note the ice on the rails.

Top: Captain Terry Laird, of Smith Island, stands in front of the ice-caked Captain Jason.

A seagull perches on a piling at the city dock as the sun sets on Glenwood Evans and Sons.

This is a pro-Crisfield site. Tell us why you love Crisfield.



"Photographers deal in things which are continually vanishing and when they have vanished there is no contrivance on earth which will make them come back again."

Henri Cartler Bresson