Tuesday, August 7, 2018

Rowing hard going no where in Onacock VA

Aug. 7th, 2018

Visiting the town of Onancock was our first priority of the day. We dinked in and tied up at the town dock. Old, wooden, but sturdy, once tied up we headed for town.  We walked through a cute little park and found the town to be cute. We stopped for a coffee and sat outside to enjoy and look around. Like Urbanna the towns shops were only open Wednesday through Saturday so other than window shopping and coffee there wasn't much else to do.  We headed back to the boat, had lunch and decided to take a dinghy ride out to one of the beaches we saw coming in. Since the town was four miles up the river this little trip would be about two miles of that. At just about the two mile mark the dinghy motor sputtered and quit! After several attempts and a few naughty words we settled on the fact that we would have to row back to Laughter. Tom tried to row but it was so uncomfortable for his back and hips I took over.  We were going nowhere fast! The tide was now going out and I was making very little headway against the current. If I dared stop for a break we quickly lost whatever progress I made.  About the time I was ready to scream a sail boat came by and offered a tow. We through him a line and he towed us close enough to Laughter that I could finish it up to get us there. While he was towing us the sky started to darken and I thought for sure we were going to get caught in a pop up but it blew over thank goodness. Back at the boat frustrated and tired, knowing that our exploring was over we had a calming cold one and relaxed. Tom worked on the dinghy motor for another hour plus but never did get it to start.

                                                Somebody is excited about going to shore

                                               The park near the dinghy dock

                                          An old fashioned store/museum/restaurant



                                                    Old movie theartre still in operation


                                                                 Hold on tight Tommy!

The dinghy motor died half way out to the beach area at the entrance to the creek that led to Onacock! A storm was coming in and the wind picked up. I was rowing but not making any headway against the wind. About the time I was close to tears a sailboat came by and offered to pull us back to our anchored boat! We did beat the storm back!

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