|Our anchorage in Weems Creek|
Maybe our sense of timing is really that far off that our planning would get us somewhere THREE weeks early, but if we hadn't been held up - a couple times - we may have arrived too early, gotten bored and headed out before the boat show even started. That would have been a kicker.
The good news is that we weren't really stressed about getting locked in somewhere because we knew we had time, which is how I prefer it, and as it turns out the stress wouldn't have done a lick of good anyway, other than to give me a few more premature gray hairs, since our plans ended up working out. And how often do people get to say that? And on a boat???? Although maybe next time we'll give ourselves a little less time so the weather doesn't have to intervene quite so much!
So here we sit, comfortably anchored in a pretty, peaceful creek in Annapolis, ready to explore this sweet town and take in the sights, tastes (crab- duh) and experiences of this "drinking town with a sailing problem".
Funny how it all works out, huh?