Today, and for the next four days, we are camped at Tom’s Cove Park on Chincoteague Island VA after an uneventful 72 mile drive south.
Chincoteague Island is a 7-mile-long 1.5-mile-wide spit connected to the mainland by a narrow draw-bridge causeway. The campground is large and we have what looked like an easy site to back into, but I got too close to a fence and another car, and it took probably ten minutes and the advice of several caravan members to get settled. There was a lot of motivation to help me, maybe too much: nobody could move forward until they got me out of the way.
Just after noon we grabbed two camping chairs and caught the shuttle to Chincoteague’s 35th Annual Oyster Festival. The entry fee included all-you-can-eat and beers for $1 each. In one area volunteers steamed oysters in huge pots heated by propane burners that looked like large versions of the portable wands highway workers use to seal asphalt, while in another crews shucked oysters. For an hour we used our fingers and plastic forks to force a half-dozen crabs to yield what seemed a very trivial amount of meat. Marcia then went to get fritters and more beers while I stood for an hour in the oysters-on-the-half-shell line. Unfortunately, we found we could swallow only a couple “sliders” each, although others clearly enjoyed dozens. By the time we got to the coleslaw and hush puppies tent, and the even more important chocolate treat tent, all was gone and closing was imminent so we took the shuttle back to our camp.
Even though we had eaten probably fairly little, neither of us was particularly hungry, so dinner was a satisfying dish of ice cream at the Island Creamery with free WiFi (hence this prompt post).
And I thought sliders were only hurled in baseball!
ReplyDeleteWe later learned you really aren't supposed to slide them - you should chew then swallow.
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