Lookout for the Point

It’s been a while since we took a trip around the state to see something new, so this past weekend I tried to find us something to do. Unfortunately, on Sunday it rained continuously, so it shot our plans. But Monday cleared up nice, so we took a trip down into the countryside of southern Maryland. We had planned on going to this town called St. Mary’s City, which apparently was the site of the first landing in Maryland, and the 4th oldest settlement in British North America… but when we got there, it was lunch time, and they didn’t even have a McDonalds, so we had to keep driving. I’m not really sure what the pilgrims would have eaten back then, because I didn’t even see a Subway or a 7/11. No wonder why the majority of them starved to death. Anyway, we kept right on driving past that place, and ended up at the end of the peninsula at a place called Point Lookout State Park.

The nicest thing about the park, obviously, was that it was surrounded by the ocean... or the bay, or whatever it was, it had waves and was water.

Adam says, I've never been to this place called Florida that you people talk about, but if it's anything like this, count me in!

Since we weren't planning on coming here in the first place, Becky was unprepared for the beach. No sunscreen or swim trunks for the boys, so she told Paul to only get his feet wet. He listens well. But when it comes to the water, he just can't help himself. It's that Jacksonville blood in him I guess.

Even Adam joined in the beach fun. Filled that diaper up with salt water, and then some of the applesauce he's been eating recently. Pleasant.

Then he kicked back in the shade and had his first bottle of Lipton's Iced Tea, Sweetened, No Lemon.

After the beach we took a blistering hot and humid walk down to Fort Lincoln, because hey, we haven't seen many Civil War forts. This used to be a prison camp, and with as hot as it was on this day, it wouldn't have been a fun place to hang out.

Adam didn't mind, but he rarely does. It's a good life getting pushed around in the shade of the stroller.

And when he gets tired of that, well there's always someone around that he can convince to carry him.

The final site was the fishing pier. The sign said shift your feet in the sand to ward off the stingrays, but we unfortunately didn't see any of those. Nor did we see any sharks. Too bad.

So it was a good day down in southern Maryland, and yet another good day at the beach. Looking back at older posts on this blog you'd probably find a few about beach days, and seeing the ocean again always takes us back to the Florida Sellers days. Maybe again someday, who knows. Until next weekend...