Chincoteague

I have an obsession.  That obsession is crabbing.  It isn't necessarily the crabs that I like as much as the crabbing itself.  Further, as a family, we are trying to decide if we want to buy a trailer.  I figured the best way to satisfy our two obsessions was to rent a trailer near Chincoteague.  Luckily, I have friends that recently moved to Virginia who understand my nuttiness, accept that it is part of who I am, and were available to take part in it.

We went rent these trailers off of AirBnB.  The running joke was "where do two families from Arkansas meet up?  A Trailer park!"  So we pull up to this trailer park/camping resort and there are golf carts in a long line with people drinking beer.  We see this sign as we are registering.

We are not in Alexandria anymore, Toto.  (funny side note is that we HAVE A RAPID FOX in our neighborhood.)  We all got registered, hung out with our fabulous friends, and went to catch some crabs.  We brought in a TON of crabs that first day.  We ate crabs late at night.  We had an absolute blast.  

The next day we hit the beach.  It was cold, but the kids had a blast.  We built sandcastles and did lots of other "stuff" that you do at the beach.  Generally Peanut goes into the water, and BabyP and I hang out and build motes.   

Then we decided that we wanted to go fishing.  Since we could not go fishing, we thought we would buy some fishing poles and try our hand at it on the pier at the camp.  We caught NOTHING, but we were hooked.  (no pun intended)  

This may be the only picture we took of the inside of our trailer.  It was actually very nice.  It is much more civilized to camp in a trailer with a toilet as opposed to hiking to go pee.  Running water is also a big luxury.  

The last full day we were there we went to see the horses.  Assateaque, which is where the beach is,  is famous for having wild horses on the island.  There are numerous stories for how they got there, but the most likely case is that people brought them over to avoid paying taxes on them.  

We found a lovely little cove and had a picnic lunch.  We messed around along the beach looking at dead crabs and seeing the very small ones in the nursery.  The weather could not have been more perfect.  It was sunny and warm, but it was not too hot to be outside.  There was a slight breeze, and we were able to do beachy things without melting.    

Then we moved back to the beach again.  This time, it was MUCH more crowded.  We did some sand burials and sandy snack eating.  A little body surfing was in order, but mostly we just hung out and enjoyed our time with one another.  

Lastly, we found another place to fish.  We managed to catch nothing again, but we did get some fabulous shots.  

We had so much fun that the littlest kid was crying when she left.  Everyone seemed to get along so well, and we can not wait to see our friends again.  

I also managed to start a new obsession.  FISHING!  I carry my poles around in my minivan now.  No lie!