Welcome back Boatblog ® fans, though perhaps this edition should be called The Car-blog, because we have temporarily abandoned the good ship Domini and for a short while have become landlubbers again.
In our last episode we left you in Los Galapagos. From there, we headed back to St Maarten, stopping briefly in Quayaquil in Ecuador, only narrowly missing the dreadful earthquake. This photo was taken about 12 hours before it hit.
We rejoined Domini, and after a couple of days of re-provisioning in St Maarten we sailed north to the BVI, and finally to the US Virgins, where we either sat on the beach or went out to the floating bar that you can see in the middle of the picture.
But it wasn’t all just lazing about in the sun. We had to get Domini prepared for our next adventure. We took off the sails, the bimini, the spray hood, all the safety gear on the back rail, even the davits, and lashed the dinghy to the deck.
By the time we’d finished, she looked quite naked.
“But why?” I hear you cry. You’ll need to get to the end to find out.
Because first, we were going on a Road Trip. We’d read about the Lincoln Highway, which was the first road that went right across the States from Times Square in New York to San Francisco. And we decided to drive it.
Not all of it. That’s a long way. Instead we would join it about half way in Chicago, and head East towards The Big Apple.
So we flew to Chicago, where the first thing we did was…
…get on a boat.
Chicago is justly famous for its architecture, and the best way to see it is along the river.
It says “Trump,'” on the tower up ahead so as we went past, we did. That might be why it’s called The Windy City.
Of course Sweet Home Chicago is most famous for the Blues…
We’re on a mission from God.
You don’t see this outside many gigs.
…but at least there was no chicken wire.
Continuing our Musical Pilgrimage, we spent Sunday in the AIC with George.
For those of you that didn’t get that brilliantly witty reference, this is the painting that inspired Sondheim’s masterpiece, Sunday in the Park With George, and is on display a the Art Institute of Chicago (AIC).
Once again the Boatblog ® seeks to inform as well as entertain.
One of the great things about America, is that no matter how badly the diet is going…
…you never feel fat.
Chicago at night is pretty spectacular.
And pretty scary if you get too close to the window and look down.
We needed some kicks. So we hit the road.
We went from Illinois, through Indiana skirting along the Southern shore of Lake Michegan. This lake is huge. Big enough for waves!
It was hard to believe that this was lake and not sea.
Quick quiz. Is the water salty, or fresh?
Go to the top of the class if you said fresh. Of course it is – it’s a lake. But even so it’s really weird being able to drink water from what look like the sea.
We stayed off the beaten track as much as possible.
The distances are big in America.
We went through Akron, Ohio…
…to Pensylvania. We stopped at Gettysburg, scene of the largest battle in the American Civil War. This was the Gettysburg Address,
…and a very nice motel it was too.
Gettysburg is also famous for paranormal activity. Ju decided to go Ghostbusting, and spent a night in several haunted houses. This photograph was taken with a flash when he heard something creaking…
Do you see those spots floating about. Is it just dust on the lens?
Or is it……???!!!!
So, from now on, if you have a problem with ghosts , Who you gonna call?
Incidentally, Lyn didn’t go because she said she thought it was all a load of old rubbish.
Or was she just frightened.
On to Philadelphia, where the Declaration of Independence was signed on July 4th 1776.
Bet they’re regretting that now. It’s also the home of the Liberty Bell.
We carried on East into Amish country, which is quite delightful.
We stayed overnight with Ben & Emma who are Amish farmers. For those of you who haven’t seen Witness, the Amish still live in the traditional way without cars or electricity, making all their own clothes, and generally living a simple life without any mod cons.
A bit like sailors.
Ben offered to take us out for a spin in his buggy, pulled along by his faithful horse, Misty.
As we were guests, he took us out in the special buggy, usually reserved for Sundays.
Who needs a Porsche?
We found a space in the supermarket car park.
It’s amazing that they can maintain this way of life with all the pressures of the modern world.
This diner was great.
We half expected the Fonz to turn up.
Our next stop was Atlantic City, a big casino town, which after the simple world of the Amish people seemed a little crazy.
But it was kinda fun.
Next stop, New York…
..where we met up with Rory and Zoe who are currently living in the Bronx.
We went to see the Yankees play.
L to R:- Lyn, Rory, Zoe & Greg (Zoe’s brother)
And went on a tour of the vintage clothes stores, called “thrift shops,” to get things for the next stage of the adventure…
(What could that be? – you’ll have to subscribe to the next instalment to find out.)
A postcard from Brooklyn.
…which is where they buried Miles Davis.
I never knew he was a Sir. It’s probably a Sir like Mr Ellington was a Duke, and the Mr Basie was a Count. Actually, Duke Ellington is buried here too, and a load of other famous jazzers.
Anyone know what that tune is? The prize for the first correct answer is a three day course in how to anti foul the bottom of a boat.
Talking of which, while we were messing about on the road, what was happening to Domini down in the USVI? And why had we stripped off all the sails and things?
She too was going on a trip.
But where to?
Don’t miss the next exciting instalment of The Boatblog ® to find out.
But before we go, there is just time for the Arty Farty competition. This time, all the entries are by Lyn. The first is called Buttons in a Jar.
and the next is called Silver Bark.
…and finally…er….not sure what this is. Let’s call it Green Spotty Thing
And of course, one last sunset – this time courtesy of the US Virgin Islands.
We’re going to miss those.
Bye for now Boatbloggers ®
Ju & Lyn