Wye Island - October 10, 2012

  Friday, October 12, 2012 / Stephanie / Uncategorized  

Ahhh...a very good sleep at a calm anchorage without neighbors! The sun was poking it's head through the last of the dreary clouds as we got the day started. First on my list, drying out! The v-berth needed some refreshing so off came the old sheets, out came the mattress encasement and mattress, and everything dried on deck while I wiped down the walls and base.

Brian kept himself busy on deck while I proceeded to shake rugs, clean floors, wash dishes, and clean the pee bucket. All went wonderfully and I was starting to feel refreshed. Brian's catch of the day included 3 blue crabs and at least 5 striped bass (no keepers). We've been polling local knowledge to learn the difference between striped bass and rockfish. As far as we know they are one in the same, the difference being striped bass are swimming around and rockfish are served up on a menu.

By noon we were ready to explore Wye Island. We kayaked roughly 1-mile north into Dividing Creek. Along the way there were ginormous flocks of geese flying southbound and several flocks of seagulls resting and fishing in the river. A bald eagle, turkey buzzards, and herons also caught our eye. Fish jumped here and there and the water was littered with red, orange, and brown oak leaves. We noticed the shorelines were eroding terribly and many trees had fallen into the river. Just as Active Captain had told us we found a "dinghy dock" at the head of the creek leading to a campground.

Wye Island consists of 2,450 acres of land and 30 miles of shoreline which was purchased by the state of Maryland in 1976. The island is managed by Maryland for recreation, agriculture, and preservation of natural resources. In Curry Campground we found some interesting fruits. These grapefruit sized, bumpy, sticky, sweet-smelling Osage Oranges. Only the seeds are edible, but we didn't attempt to eat this fruit since it was new and strange to us. We did, however, attempt to eat these apricot-like fruits. The soft very ripe ones were super sweet and the not soft ones had terribly bitter skins that dried our mouths out so much our gums felt numb. Fortunately we are still here tonight to tell about it. These were actually persimmons.

Our first trail took us through an old growth forest where we found the tallest of tall oak trees.

We had nice scenery along the way and kept our eyes and ears open for hunters. Still not sure what season it is in Maryland. Passing along this bridge Brian spotted a snapping turtle. We watched for a while as Mr. Snapper waded along hunting little fishes.

Brian, always on the lookout for mushrooms, found what he believes to be a Chicken of the Woods. Nope, we didn't try this one.

Our trail intersected the Holly Tree Trail which led us to a 290 year old holly tree.

The Osage Loop Trail led us around another of several cornfields on the island and through a path canopied with Osage trees. We envisioned what the island may have looked like in the 1700's when it prospered under ownership of William Paca, Governor of Maryland and Judge Charles Beale Bordley. Wye Island prospered at that time with vineyards, orchards, textile production, a brick yard, and a brewery.

Walking and kayaking around Wye Island was just what we needed to refresh and recharge!


  1. From Ann Landau on Oct 12, 2012
    Both of you are such good writers! I love being on this adventure.... I do ask you both please to acquire and wear whenever you go into these wooded areas, an orange cap, and orange vest or jacket. Locally a state police officer out hunting shot a neighbor in the leg....the neighbor was in the habit of walking her dog in the woods nearby her home...she did not have any orange on. It is such an avoidable accident .... Be well, and continue to enjoy!

  2. From Grandma on Oct 12, 2012
    Before I finished reading about the fruit that puckered your mouth I was sure you had found persimmons. They were plentiful in Arkansas when I was growing up. Of course, Ihad to try a firm one so I know what it was like. The bumpy fruit we used to call horse apples and thought they were only good for throwing like a baseball. We never thought of seeds to eat.