Crabby Craby does the Grand Canyon- part 1

 “The wonders of the Grand Canyon cannot be adequately represented in symbols of speech, nor by speech itself. The resources of the graphic art are taxed beyond their powers in attempting to portray its features. Language and illustration combined must fail.” ~ John Wesley Powell quotes

We took a helicopter ride today to the bottom of the Grand Canyon, picnic lunch and champagne included. Crabby had a great time taking in the view from above - a crab's-eye view, so to speak. When Crabby saw the river he got a little home sick.


I will post more photos later. So much to do; I can't spend too much time blogging. Thanks to all of you who are keeping up with a Crisfield crab's adventures in Vegas. My site meter tells me you are having about as much fun as we are. And Crabby is really getting the word out about Crisfield. He is a great promoter.

Speaking of promotions, we flew on Papillion Grand Canyon Helicopter Tours. I highly recommend them. Maybe they could open up a branch in Crisfield. The aerial view is spectacular.

 

 

Crabby Crab takes flight

“The traveler sees what he sees, the tourist sees what he has come to see.” ~ G. K. Chesterton

Note: Crabby's Vegas trip photos are are being shot "on the cheap." I am on vacation and don't want to have to think about exposures or flash output - blah, blah, blah. Many of these photos have been shot at 6400 with no flash and not a lot of worry about focus. If you are just visiting this site, Crabby Crab is kind of a self-appointed Crisfield mascot who enjoys promoting Crisfield. He jumped in my camera bag before we left, and we thought it would be cute to show a Crisfield crab gone wild in Vegas.


This is a Crisfield blog, so we hope, if you have come here looking for info on Crisfield, you will come back. Please visit my archives for all good things about Crisfield. And come visit us soon!

We finally made it to the BWI airport. Crabby had his ticket in hand.

We had packed carefully, as to not be held up at security. Crabby Crab must have looked like a suspicious character; we made it through security but Crabby had to be pulled aside and wanded.

After Crabby's embarrassing moment he settled down to read the classic "On the Road" while waiting for our flight.

Crabby was very excited when the plane arrived.

Crabby was greeted by a friendly Southwest Airline attendant.

Please fasten your seat belts.

Snacks anyone?

Crabby met a nice bunch of Motorola communication specialists (Communication Specialists, Inc. out of  Fredericksburg, VA) headed to a convention in Vegas. They cater to our first responders. And everyone in Crisfield knows how much I love our first responders! This is Bill McCloskey. He covers the Washington D.C./Metro area.  Bill has never been to our Crab Derby. Crabby told Bill all about it, so we hope to see him next year!

And this is Drew Wine, Vice President of Communication Specialists, Inc. Drew loves crabs. No, Drew, you can't eat Crabby. But you can bring  your team to the Crisfield Crab Derby on Labor Day weekend. All you can eat crabs, and tons more. We roll out the red carpet for the entire weekend.

I just know Crabby is going to have nightmares tonight.

Crabby listens in on "Motorola" talk. He really wanted some of that homemade cake.

Time for a snack.

Crabby arrives at the Vegas airport. Wait for us, Crabby!

Crabby tries to slide down the escalator rail. Bad crab!

We finally arrived at Treasure Island. Crabby wasted no time making friends with these girls from San Diego. Actually, he used them to try and pick up that cute dog. What happens in Vegas is going back to Crisifeld, Crabby!

We tried to hold Crabby back when he saw the slots, to no avail.

After Crabby lost all his mad-money, we took him for a walk. Notice he is wearing his Somerset County pin. He could not find his Crisfield pin.

Crabby is most certainly a VIP Crisfield crab.

At the Venetian, Crabby barely missed being stepped on as he scuttled across the floor trying to see a pretty dancer. For those of you who have never been to Vegas, that is a painted sky. It looks sooo real. It reminded Crabby of Crisfield. For a few minutes Crabby was sad.

A beer made him feel better.

The helicopter man gave Crabby a ride on his head. Tomorrow Crabby is going to the Grand Canyon in a chopper.

After a long day, Crabby had to take a nap. A Crisfield crab is not used to such a fast-paced world. We tucked him in and hit the slots.

Crabby Crab spends a little time in Bel Air before his flight to Vegas

“We live in a wonderful world that is full of beauty, charm and adventure. There is no end to the adventures that we can have if only we seek them with our eyes open.” ~ Jawaharlal Nehru 

Before our flight to Vegas, Crabby Crab had a little fun at our son's house in Bel Air.
 
Crabby  felt right at home with the TIVO remote. I think he was watching World's Deadliest Catch.

He now wants a home theater like our son has.  Looks like Crabby  found a new friend.

Our son is quite a sci-fi fan. Crabby  had a great time looking at all the cool stuff...

Like this signed Star Trek communicator. We had to tell Crabby he could not "phone home" with this gadget. "Beam me up, Scotty."

And this screen-used phone from Battlestar Galactica . You can't call home with this either, Crabby.

Or this screen-used Battlestar intercom.

 Crabby Crab liked this chair from the Battlestar radio room.

Crabby wanted to try on one of these Star Wars helmets,

...but settled for this helmet from Alien.

Crabby got in trouble with the hand from Terminator...

Our son politely told Crabby that he should run off to bed and get in a little sleep before his red-eye flight to Sin City.

Crabby is having a great time Bel Air, and is looking forward to going to Vegas, but he already misses the small-town charm that is Crisfield. The one good that always comes with going away is coming home, especially when you live in Crisfield.

Crabby Crab's Las Vegas Vacation

"It's a corny old gag about Las Vegas, the temporal city if there ever was one, trying to camouflage the hours and retard the dawn, when everybody knows that if you're feeling lucky you're really feeling time in its rawest form, and if you're not feeling lucky, they've got a clock at the bus station."  ~ Michael Herr

I went for a brow-waxing before we took off to Sin City. John John "Crabby" Crab said he needed a little trim, so I took him along.


Becky Laird put Crabby Crab in a booster seat and spruced him up. When you visit Crisfield, give Becky a call for a new do: 443.783.0770. 

Crabby Crab enjoyed his booster seat.

Becky was very gentle with him.

Crabby Crab even insisted on paying.

Little did I know that Crabby Crab wanted more than a trim. We had been conned. After we were well on the road to our son's house in Bel Air, to spend the night before catching the red-eye at BWI, he surprised us by jumping out of my camera bag. At first we scolded him for being a stow-away crab. After a while we forgave him.

Crabby Crab was fascinated with the GPS.

My husband enjoyed a little help with the driving.

Crabby loves to pay for things (with our money) and was excited when we reached the toll booth in Delaware. The cashier was a little scared when she turned around to see a crab on the loose, but she  got a kick out of Crabby when she found out who he was. I think he wanted to stay awhile and visit.

A few miles down the road Crabby Crab took a photo of the bridge that carries Highway 1 over the Chesapeake and Delaware Canal.

Stay tuned for more adventures of Crabby Crab gone wild in Vegas. I will try to update daily.

Lower Somerset County Ambulance and Rescue Squad

 A Thank You to our first responders.

I recently covered the Lower Somerset County Ambulance and Rescue Squad's award's banquet. Photos can be seen at my newspaper's web site (see sidebar-look for photo gallery). These folks do a great service to our community. All but two of the people who serve our community are volunteers. I know everyone  joins me in thanking all of you for your life-saving work and your dedication to your job.

  At the banquet: Captain Frankie Pruitt of the Lower Somerset County Ambulance and Rescue Squad with his wife Mary Beth.

In an ambulance: Nicole Powell shows off some of the equipment in one of the ambulances.

On the road: We have had some rough weather this year but it didn't stop the dedicated volunteers and employees from doing their jobs.

Somerset County is truly blessed to have all of you!

Somers Cove Marina

I can't wait for all the summer boats to arrive! How about bringing yours to Crisfield?

Birding in Crisfield

“We need to find God, and he cannot be found in noise and restlessness. God is the friend of silence. See how nature - trees, flowers, grass- grows in silence; see the stars, the moon and the sun, how they move in silence... We need silence to be able to touch souls.” ~  Mother Teresa

 Filtered photo of a Blue Heron in the Crisfield marsh. No noise and restlessness in Crisfield. All your birders, artists, and photographers should plan your trip now. Spring is right around the corner. Come and enjoy the tranquility.