Tuesday down the Delmarva peninsula in Virginia

Tuesday morning began at 6:40 at sunrise. On the road early we were hungry in a very rural area looking for some breakfast. We found the small fishing village of Wachapreague, VA and bingo. 

We met some 4th generation fishermen and other locals and debated the challenges of marriage, work and women before hitting the road again.........

.....flat and on deserted back roads we soon passed an unmarked point into Virginia. 

We passed through mostly agricultural land where corn, tomatoes and wheat ....vast, flat but still with the annoying persistent south wind. 

Most towns definitely had a church, some nice old homes, few still occupied and a few mostly closed storefronts.

Here is Horntown where my father in law could likely afford the whole town. 

.....and always one or more churches. 

As we went further south the terrain became even more deserted as the peninsula narrowed to only a few miles wide. As we were off the main drag the roads were beautifully deserted and scenic. 

....one of the few if not the only time that Nick was out front breaking the wind. 

When we came to the end of the road with only the 17 mile long Chesapeake Bay bridge/tunnel before us, Nick attempted hobo style to cross to the "other side". 

 

Off in the distance I watched while he got no bites for almost an hour until the VA state police arrived. They were very nice and friendly and happily gave us a ride over with only the charge for the $17 toll. 

The bridge/tunnel was an engineering marvel from the 1960's. 

Arriving in the now densely populated Norfolk and Virginia Beach area there was no spot for Nicks pup tent so I checked us into a Howard Johnson's motel and we had a great Mexican dinner and a tall dos eques at a local spot next door and turned in. But not before I was able to stay up late and catch up on posting.

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