Leavin' Deltaville Blues

Deltaville Maritime Centre: 28^th September

Our last full day happily coincided with the last market of the year at the Deltaville Maritime Museum.  It was a nice day for it, though vendor numbers were down. Despite the lovely day, high summer markets seem to attract bigger crowds.  We explored the market, the museum and the grounds along Mill Creek, made a few purchases then headed back to WJ3 to rest up.  A band had been promised for the evening’s entertainment and it was definitely going to treat our Aussie guests with a taste of wild, down-home Bluegrass. 

Wish we had a recording, not just a photo, of  guest fiddle player (with Rappahannock Crossing)

Bluegrass is said to have originated in the Appalachian region in the 1940’s.  Well, let me tell you, Rappahannock Crossing were fantastic.  They had a surprise guest who played the fiddle like he was born to it (I guess he was!).  Brilliant.  Heather’s sangria kept us well oiled, though our final dinner with our guests, from the on-site Food Concession, was especially Southern (burgers, hot dogs and fries).  Still, I guess by now they’d experienced a range of interesting menus (isn't that why we travel?), some more forgettable than others.

Happy Birthday, Mr M

Mr M, our willing and hardworking crew, was surprised on departure day with a yummy birthday breakfast (cooked by our brekky chef, Cap'n) and some mementos of his time on board WJ3.  Too soon though, it was time to bid Mr & Mrs Magpie farewell at Richmond Airport.  It had been an exhausting itinerary but I think (hope) we all had fun.

Even better, it was great for the Motley’s to have ditched mooring lines and for WJ3 to stretch her wings.  She likes to roam and as her owners, we like to encourage her in things she does best.

Simon brought his girlfriends over to say goodbye to Mr & Mrs Magpie