More from St. Michaels
After breakfast we walked over to the Chesapeake Bay Maritime Muesum. So much good stuff to see and not enough time. The place is HUGE! It's something like 18 acre's of buildings. First stop was a working boatyard where you could sign up to apprentice. Pretty cool. There they were working on a wooden skiff.
The guy leaning back in the brown sweatshirt is a 4th generation boatmaker. Pretty cool. He took us around the boat building area and gave us a lot of information. I was fascinated by the workshops. It is so interesting exploring someone elses craft. (I need an editor.)So much to see. In one of them we spyed a dug-out hanging from the rafters. Reminded me of the book Red Fox and His Canoe. Remember that book?
I also saw a kiln and a potters wheel and asked what they were used for. Turns out they make their own brass fittings. Impressive. The potters wheel. Well some guy there is also a potter. Being able to speak with this boatmaker is what made the visit so special. It's my understanding that this is pretty much how the place operates. Here is an excerpt from their website:
"Unlike most museums which must depend upon tour guides or costumed re-enacters to bring life to the history they celebrate, the Chesapeake Bay Maritime Museum offers you the real thing: people who actually live the story we tell. Some days, depending on the season and the weather, you could find a master decoy carver sitting on the porch of the Waterfowling building, carving decoys and telling stories of his life in Dorchester County. On others, a retired crab picker might be sitting at one of the picnic tables sharing historic photographs, talking with visitors about working on Navy Point; pointing out where different buildings stood, and sharing her memories of a picker's life. In the Museum's working Boat Yard, you can watch the restoration of the Bay's traditional vessels and go talk with the shipwrights, apprentices, or a visiting captain or boat builder."
On to the the SREWPILE LIGHTHOUSE. It is called screwpile because it has iron pilings shaped like a screw that are screwed into the bay floor to hold it. Then there you are in the middle of the water in a lighthouse. Kind of "romantic". I mean don't rich people pay the big bucks to hang out in huts over the water in some far flung location? Anyway, then I saw this little plaque.
Okay maybe just a couple days. One. The accomodations were pretty stark. The outhouse hung off the side of the balcony. That could be sort of daunting.
You can't beat the view.
The various kinds of boats used by watermen for crabbing and oystering were of course on display. At this point I was running out of time so I only briefly peeked. But again, to me, it was fascinating.
I certainly would like to visit again and spend a little more time. It's so close to my home and I had never been. But there are so many, many, many places to see...