Spring Cove Marina, Solomons MD

Reunion decapatated

Considering the size of the storm yesterday – Tiny in size but mighty in muscle – we have been talking about the statistical probabilities of that particular cloud getting in our particular path.  Seems unbelievable.   But, in spite of the storm we got the instructions to dock after the marina closed, and slowly got into a slip last night.  D13, right on the end, behind the T dock, next to marker #8.    So what are the probabilities that we wake up this morning, Dennis walks outside and comes back and says, “I think we’re in the wrong marina”.  It didn’t look anything like the pretty pictures we had seen on line. 

So I called the marina back again and – sure enough - we are in the wrong marina.  About 100 yards away there is another marina, with slip D13, right on the end, behind the T dock and right off marker #8.  Except at this one, you go straight at marker #8 and THEN turn left.    Life is what happens when you are making other plans!  Fortunately the correct marina – Spring Cove, which is a very nice place – gave us a nice rate on the slip and a free night for all our grief.

Pool area on the right

Today we gave ourselves a lazy day.  Dennis is talking to insurance people and canvas tailors and I made an omelet for brunch.  Then we went for a walk and borrowed bicycles to ride into the village.  For me that makes a second death-defying act in two days.  But its true, you never forget how to ride a bike.  

This is a very pretty area, with about 4 dozen marinas; one right after another, and it had been described as an east coast vacation paradise.  So far, we think it’s a nice village right next to a busy highway but further exploration will follow in the next few days.

Pool deck and Marina Office, Boaters Lounge and Tiki Bar