All my life I have wanted to go to Chincoteague! I left Easton, MD, and the Plein Air Workshop about 6 PM and had planned to drive straight through to home-4.5 to 5 hour drive. Our instructor, Ed Cooper, shared some gorgeous paintings he did in Chincoteague in a paint-off. Most were of the sunrise or the sunset...incredible views over the wetlands. I loved them. So, it wasn't a difficult thing to veer off course when I crossed the Maryland-Virginia line and go straight to Chincoteague.
I found a brand new Hampton Inn. There are a bunch of B&B's but I figured this would have a reasonable rate. The room is nice and I plan to get up extra early and head to the Refuge and do at least one small painting of sunrise. Then back here for the free complimentary breakfast and then head home.
So life is good. You know for YEARS a "trip to Chincoteage" has been on my list of written goals. I guess some goals just take a little longer than others. And other than staying in a B&B overlooking the water with rocking chairs on the front porch, it feels pretty good to be here. My brother owned probably the original version of the "Misty of Chincoteague" book by Marguerite Henry (I think). That was around 1954 and I would go in his room and look at that book. Since then I have always wanted to come here for the wild pony roundup. I understand the pony roundup is a mad scene these days--tons of people and hard to get reservations anywhere. Wish I made it to the pony roundup years ago before it was so commercialized.
But I'm here now. Nice and quiet. Everything I could see coming in was real quaint.
Meanwhile, Jimmy saw 4 tarpon while fishing in Florida today but nobody in the 15 surrounding boats caught anything. He said they are still "learning" about fishing in Florida. He'll be home sometime Tuesday.
Just thought I'd check in and let you know where I am!
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