We Visited the Chesapeake and Called it Macaroni

Our chariot arrived on Maryland’s Eastern Shore Thursday afternoon, just in time to sup upon the meal prepared by our gracious hosts, Uncle Phil and Aunt Nellie.  Later that night Liz and her cousin, Mistress Abigail, jaunted to the outlet mall to purchase new attire for the upcoming wedding we were to attend.

The following morn, we broke our fast with an Eastern Shore traditional meal of beaten biscuits and scrapple before traversing the bridge across the Chesapeake Bay to Annapolis.  At the visitor center, we gathered for the tour hosted by Mistress Eileen who brought the previous three centuries back to life.  We all put our best foot forward as we toured downtown and then the Naval Academy (low on plebes that day) before the squires and mistresses disbursed for lunch.

Photograph with Mistress Eileen, our guide

We lunched at a lovely establishment before boarding a sea vessel for a tour on the Bay.  Afterward, we all boarded Uncle Phil’s chariot and returned to the homestead to gather Mistress Hannah and dine at a crab pickin’ establishment.  Fortunately, Aunt Nellie wielded a hammer well and helped us get the most out of the crabs.

The crabs, pre-pickin'

A worthy opponent

Crab pickin' at its best

The crabs, post-pickin'

After a wonderful visit, we bode our adieus and traversed the rest of the length of the Eastern Shore before arriving in Norfolk.  We were meeting back up with Mistress Megan, who we had visited on the Isle of Manhattan, to get ourselves ready for the much anticipated wedding of our San Francisco amigos, Salt ‘n Peppa.

It was a magical wedding that started with a theater production of The Princess and the Squire and was full of Liz’s old UVa friends, as well as some new friends.

The Mumford girls, reunited!

Self-portrait from above the dance floor

Overall, our time spent on the Chesapeake was a wonderful visit to centuries past and a perfect preparation for our time back in the wilderness, soon to come.

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