Along the marshlands of the Eastern Shore can be found the remnants of a hard earned life here. From Colonial times till now aquaculture as it has come to be called, is the sustaining asset that feeds the communities that dot the rivers, creeks, shorelines, and around the peninsula up the Chesapeake Bay, as well as many barrier islands. Some of which once had large towns, such as Hog Island, that mostly got washed away in one hurricane back in the 30’s.
This remnant, skilfully crafted by the carpenters, and boat builders of the day, was soon ripped from this resting place to be hurled and damaged further, a few hundred yards down the marsh, by a “Nor-Easter”, as they are called here. I managed to salvage the stern section, for a lawn ornament mostly, but also because of admiration for the craftsman that created such seaworthy work boats in those days, and those that worked them, loading them so heavy with seaside gold, many would sink. Here in the land of the rising sun.
“Worlds best Oysters”!!