Beach, Beach, Who Hid the Beaches?

Where we are and where we have been:

It’s been a few days since my last post, but several of the places had neither WiFi nor phone connectivity.  After Pamplin Park in Virginia, we decided to move northward but to also look for beaches to enjoy.  That proved easier said than done.  Not that there are not a lot of great beaches in Virginia, Maryland, New Jersey and Delaware, we evidently were just not proficient at finding what we were looking for, a nice open beach that allows dogs.

Chesapeake Bay Campground:  We were looking for coastal campgrounds and according to our books and the internet, it seems that through this area there are not very many.  First we went north east in Virginia, to Reedville.  It sits right on the tip of delta on the Chesapeake Bay.  Our campground was so muddy from all the rain that several of the sites were unusable, but more importantly, it did not have beach areas just boat docks, and rain still threatened, so the next morning we moved on into Maryland and Delaware.

Chesapeake Bay Bridge is a major dual-span suspension bridge between Annapolis and eastern Maryland. It is 22,789 feet long and very impressive with its arches and curving expanse.

Our route took us through small towns and state byways. The roads were narrow and made a lot of turns and when we got into larger towns there were more red lights than we saw all last summer.  (Made for a long day of travel).An interesting building in one of the small towns

It was time to stop and rest – beach or no – so we spent the night in a large campground that extended along a river on the Maryland/Delaware border.  The area had received so much rain that local bridges were out and some of the highways flooded.  (does your odometer show this speed?)

The next day it was on to the far southern tip of New Jersey, Cape May, where we knew there were campgrounds and beaches, and the weather called for sunshine.  (In New Jersey the signs welcome you to a TWP or a BORO –it just looked funny to us).  We settled into a great campground, Beachcombers,  it has 727 camping pads, but even so, you were not crowded together, two swimming pools and a lake with a sandy beach.  Needless to say it was like a small city with lots of people coming and going, walking, driving golf carts or riding bikes.

The actual Atlantic beach was a beautiful stretch of white sand.  In the town the beach front was a boardwalk and amusement park with Ferris wheel, huge water slide and other stuff going on.  We passed on the pay area and found a place to park a little further on and walked out on the beach.  Now here is a real beach, but no domestic animals of any kind allowed.  So we enjoyed a brief visit, while Heidi guarded the truck.

After two nights at Beachcombers (the most expensive place we have ever stayed) it was time to move on north.  Since we were just a few hours from our daughter, we drove all the way through New Jersey and NYC to Connecticut. It was so great to visit and we look forward to spending time with them next month, when she returns from her missionary trip.

During our drive north we have crossed several very impressive bridges, including the George Washington Bridge in New York City.  The G. Washington Bridge is 4,757′ long, spanning the Hudson River. It has 14 lanes for traffic and is the busiest bridge in the world, approximately 106 million vehicles per year.

We are now located in Mystic, Connecticut.   More on that next time.

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