Day 237: Wednesday, April 29 , 2013
Port to Port: North Carolina Visitors Center
Underway: 0:00 am Motor Off: 0:00 pm Miles Traveled: 0 Stayed At: Free Dock
Mile 28 to Mile 28: The morning brought spring rains. It rained all night – a gentle, steady spring rain – no wind and no thunder. We slept soundly all night. We brought some cinnamon rolls over to Slow Churn to bake and share and chatted for a while. We could travel today but neither of us seem real motivated to move on so we will get to spend one more day together before heading north. Tomorrow is supposed to be a lot nicer and the Visitors Center has restrooms, a lounge and free internet so we aren’t suffering at all.
After sitting in the nice visitor lounge catching up on the blog for a couple of hours, we decided to take a hike along the boardwalk at the Dismal Swamp Museum. The recent rains definitely made us appreciate the raised boardwalk we were walking on. Surprise, surprise…we are in a swamp. I can’t imagine the conditions the slaves and other workers had to endure to hand dig this canal through here. Although there are supposed to be large populations of black bear, deer and even some cougar, we only saw a few squirrels and a rabbit. Spring has sprung, though, and everything is fresh and green and even the flowers have started blooming.
We had a date with Slow Churn to make ebelskievers for dinner at about 5 pm so we wandered back to the boat, mixed all the ingredients, gathered the various implements we needed and got ready for another boat party. It’s always a treat to introduce our new friends to these addictive little round balls of decadence. We think they were a big hit since there wasn’t a single one left by the time we left for home. Do I hear the cash register at Amazon ringing another ebelskiever pan sale? At least Slow Churn has the room for an 8 lb chunk of cast iron.
We will say goodbye in the morning – we are leaving about 7 am to get to the bridge and lock early but Roger and Dorothy are early risers – usually up be 5:30 am – so we will say goodbye again in the morning. We may see them again in Portsmouth but you never know when the next time will be.
