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Our anchorage in Crisfield |
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Coast Guard check-up on George |
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George gets a clean check-up |
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Too much new construction |
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Crabs waiting to shed their outer shell |
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Crab processing building at entrance to Crisfield |
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Lots of crab processing plants |
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Passed a ship in the Chesapeake |
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Not one of our favorites. The only anchorage did not provide good
holding because the floor is covered with oyster shells. We had just
missed one of their big festivals, so the docks and waterways were not real
clean. George had to put 3 anchors out to hold us off the piers and
out of the marsh. The town is a mix of very old crab processing
buildings on the water and brand new high-rise condo's. We met a nice
couple on the docks that showed us how to crab.
