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News of Newport News

As soon as you enter Hampton Roads, the city begins to unfold. It is wide, muscular and, since the water, at least, something forbidden: a commercial fishing dock, a huge yard, a coal dock in the open, a reserve fleet of aging on the promenade. At some place-ahh, not between gray giants, are a few downtown office buildings, a park close and barely visible at the top of a triumphal arch.

But do not despair. Newport News is accessible marinas, some charming spots to anchor, inviting beaches, a vibrant fishing industry, a performing arts center and magnificent one of the finest museums in the maritime world. And everything is accessible by water, with a little extra effort-well, maybe a lot.

There is no story here, so deep as the water just off the coastline, and starts with a name. You can so, as some argue, that Newport News Point the tip of land that marks the end of Hampton Roads and the beginning of the James River, got its name from the good news that Captain Christopher Newport, the expedition leader of Jamestown, who had returned with supplies. But I prefer a more plausible theory that one William Newco, an Irish gentleman, arrived shortly after resolution 1607 and established a seaport that became known as Puerto Nuevo Newco.

It was right next to this land, two and a half centuries later, two clumsy vessels War battleship, the USS Monitor and CSS Virginia (nee USS Merrimack) fought to a draw in a foggy March morning in 1862, marking the beginning of the end of the wooden fighting ships. Every time I pass by this way I think of that battle, and how many ships of war, "battleships" of all, now being built just beyond, in which close the coast, almost within shouting distance, also not far from here, perhaps the flight distance of a cannon ball, are the venerable remains of the Monitor own, resting on a world-class museum.

I'm traveling on a sailboat, my Tartan 30, Ode to Joy "from my moorings in the Lafayette River in Norfolk hoping to have a closer look at what makes Newport News convincing, especially water. Newport News, a linear city that at least 20 miles long, but only two to four miles wide for most of that length, parades, little by little, as I pick up a gentle breeze from the north, as Middle Ground light astern, glide Beyond the Monitor-Merrimac Bridge-Tunnel and into the James. To my dismay, there is an ideal place for a cruising sailor, not tie up at the port to small boats which is home to a commercial fishing fleet (more on that later), not in the center, not along the beach, and certainly not along the industrial waterfront. I feel that I have to keep going to Williamsburg or Jamestown. But I will not give up yet, there is a way to see this city. I keep moving.

In the coal dock, the ship of energy companies in New Orleans, Baltimore and a barge are ready in a porch light in the black coal that is stacked in lots of height above the ground (sprayed with water periodically to keep down the soot). Not very comfortable here. dominant feature of the city, which extends for miles along the coastline, is the giant Northrop Grumman Newport News shipyard. It was founded by railroad baron Collis Huntington more than one hundred years ago the service of vessels that discharge into docks.

The Newport News Shipbuilding Co. dry dock and, as he was known then, began to turn from military vessels the score during the war years, becoming the largest individually owned shipyard in America, Northrop Grumman bought until not long ago. In one of the pillars, which rises 20 stories above the water and looking about as big as a break Empire State Building, the newly commissioned aircraft carrier George HW Bush offspring, a maintenance after the shakedown and repair.

Security is tight as a tick here. I dread to think or lose forward coupling. Nice puppy. Do not worry. I'm just passing. At 3:30 pm, a siren wails. A shift change, I hope. Thousands still further and there is no place to stop, but that's about to change. Just before the bridge over the James River come to the city-owned Leeward Municipal Marina. I'm loving Sotavento. It was where I found my first boat, a bit sweet spirit swing keel 23 which I bought there and sailed home. Located on the side of the bridge, the marina is surrounded by a concrete dam white. I left by car a few days to see if I could go anywhere on foot. And to my delight, I could. Just across from the Navy allowed me to walk a red light safely through the approach to the James River Bridge. And there, on the western side of the bridge was an oasis of sand, of Huntington Park. That day is filled bathers are: families with blankets, umbrellas and coolers, lifeguards and swimmers. A little more than a refreshment stand I found a track, where half a dozen boats were trying to convince a trailer in the water. One could easily place and anchoring or mooring boat in the small pier that accommodates users on track, even go to swim at the beach.

There is a fishing pier in Huntington Park, which sits on the remains of an old James River Bridge, with the Crab Shack Seafood Restaurant-s well, I've heard, perched on the water. Beyond the beach is a park called Fort Fun children make, and then, not a place so amused, I suppose, the War Museum of Virginia. But what I was looking and found a pedestrian bridge crossing a small stream. Aha again! If you wanted to get to the Mariners Museum bicycle from the entrance facing the sea in Newport News, at the invitation along River Road to James, I could. This city is opening a little at a time.

Sightseeing this, I'm under the James River Bridge and through this beautiful beach, then several miles of beachfront mansions, and the park surrounding Mariners Museum. An hour later, after detecting the markers of entry to Deep Creek, I drop the sail and motor in. In the port side is Menchville, where several Splinter dead workboats are moored. Next is Deep Creek Landing Marina and Yacht Club Warwick, both bristling with yachts. To starboard is James River Marina, my destiny today and a place I'm looking forward to revisiting.

Owner Marty Molik, who met eight years ago when writing about James, is there to help me with my lines. Over the past 60 years, working boats had tied up to the old city dock near the marina. Finally, this years, the old dock was removed as the city improved the bulkheads and docks across the creek. Molik has now come to roll the ball 40 new slips and a bar premium at the end of the old dock. If the building permit-gods smile on him, he says, everything could be in operation next summer.

In this point, Barb arrives in the land yacht and begins to unload our bikes. We had thought to bring the other side of the boat. It is possible to save on the cover, but are not the types of cover and, frankly, we did not want the hassle of loading and unloading. What I was trying to test my theory was that it could fairly? Reach easily Mariners Museum James River Marina, because you can not visit Newport News without going to that jewel of a museum. Let's test my theory on the bike there morning. Now try the food.

James River Marina has what has long been a popular local restaurant. Originally called Herman's Harbor House, is now called Slightly Up the creek. We got a table on the porch overlooking the creek, while a fan hums and the sun sets, we are pleased some very good shrimp and crabcakes. And we could not resist, amazing bread pudding caramel. The western sky is dominated by candles in the shape of clouds, sunset in their bellies.

With bread pudding in the stomach, Barb and I to bed on board the Ode to Joy, to sleep with the murmur of conversation and some another laugh of the night in the vicinity of owls gliding. We woke at dawn, spend time on the cereal and fruit, and then pedal to the museum.

It is a pleasant ride, about three and a half miles through a pleasant suburban neighborhood. We chose the longer route this time, and that leads to the waterfront and the Museum Drive, which takes you through the heavily forested Mariners' Museum Park. Archer Huntington, founder of the shipyard stepson Collis Huntington, turned his collection paintings and maritime ship models in the museum that surrounds it, with miles of parks and trails, so it's fun to come this way.

We are lucky to be visiting the museum while you are showing a major exhibition: "Building Better Ships", which explores (Until November 15) ties Museum close to the shipbuilding company. Archer Huntington was fascinated with maritime art that led to the creation of the museum in the 1930s. At the same time, he hired renowned artist Thomas C. Skinner and provided a study in the yard. Skinner turned out dozens of almost life-size paintings of carpenters exercise their trade-laying patterns in the cavernous lofts, drilling holes, riveting, molding teeming with red-hot steel, queuing at payment counters at the end of week. "

The yard also filmed the merchants, as an aid for training new workers, and black and white film, recently restored, are now displayed side by side with paintings. A painting of workers laying out patterns, for example, echoes similar scenes filmed. Scenes Workers pour molten lead into a mold, fold strips of red-hot steel in the form of a bow, or turn a propeller shaft are equally brilliant juxtaposition. This may be, as museum curator Anna Holloway later told me, "the best way to interpret works of art history, see the paintings and then see footage these things really happening. "

Collis Huntington virtually created the modern city of Newport News by running their railroad there, then the creation of the yard. A small nearby town and joined up in 1896, the same year opened the shipyard. plant "was my intention an initial start? shipyard in the best location in the world, "reads a quote from Huntington in a wall of the exhibition," and I-Ceed successful in my purpose. It is right at the gateway to the sea. "It became a boarding bridge, great during the world wars, while hundreds of thousands of soldiers sent to Europe. They were welcomed home by the sea to the city by a triumphal arch built in the style of the Arc de Triomphe in Paris.

The museum's most compelling feature to me (not surprising, since I have written a book on the subject) is? Monitor Center, dedicated to the experimental historical clash of battleships, the Monitor and Virginia. This extensive $ 30,000,000 permanent exhibition presides not only a large-scale exterior model of the monitor, but the parties also true that, torn from the bottom of Start the Atlantic in 1987 and now being preserved and displayed here. In fact, one of the best parts of the central monitor besides watching recreations of the battles of Hampton Roads and the collapse of that same year the Monitor off Cape Hatteras, is to be able to get to the windows looking down on the Monitor conservation area. More a thousand artifacts here, but the star of the show is, without doubt, by the monitor that even a casual fan can identify Civil War-his iron weapon Torre, now stews and in a bath of 140 years of the incursion of salt is leeched slowly out of metal. The days when the water is clear, or is just a thin sprinkling of fog, you can see the dents caused by enemy cannon fire.

You can imagine what the Monitorgunners, working feverishly inside the turret, without seeing the enemy, must have experienced. A sailor "fell over like a dead man" when a ball hit a few inches from his head. Another was thrown more than two firearms by the coup.

The latter finding is a simple thing, an oil can that years of sedimentation and the marriage of metals have been consolidated with the motor capacitor. But he recalls that there were men in the engine room on New Year's Eve 1862, struggling to maintain steam engines running like water rising into the grids of fire. The Monitor was 240 feet of water off Cape Hatteras, with the loss of 16 crew. Yet most moving are the remains of the shell of an officer who is involved in one of the two carriages. "This is probably one of the crew took off for no be drawn upon entering the water, "Marcie Renner, chief curator of the museum, told me during a subsequent visit. pretty exciting things slowly after 147 years black history.

The bike ride back to the marina, take a faster route, heading west to Deep Creek, but this time beyond of modern and growing Christopher Newport University and the stunning IM Pei designed Ferguson Center for the Arts, one of the most popular places in the performing arts region. It's good to know that you can stop at Deep Creek or Leeward and go, either by bicycle or by taxi, a world-class museum and performance space.

One of the lesser known but most intriguing parts of the coast of Newport News is the city port for small vessels. It can be envisioned for about a nanosecond while driving on the Monitor-Merrimac Bridge-Tunnel, just off to the east. What you can see, above all, is at the top of trawling equipment, so it would be right assume that is a commercial fishing port. And not only for small vessels. Very great stuff, really. Crabbers, clammers, scallop boats, boats pilot, the Coast Guard boats and everything else. And, along the Newport News Creek, which creates the port, are the seafood packing plants.

We have to drive to arrive, is at the other end of this sprawling city, but luckily we have the car. Puerto, Doreen Kopacz, who grew up in Willoughby section Norfolk, greets me. We took a drive down one side of the creek and on the other. "This is one of the places left thefew allows people to trade back," she says. We loop under the bridge and the park where Judy Spirit, a double clammer platform 40 feet, is entering Charles Stanley Mason and his son Charles Jr., have returned from engine work have done on your boat. Mason, who sits on the dock with his boat has been outside the harbor clams for small boats for 22 years, "and we getting the best we have for them. "

What is the best of clams? I call on the increased Carlos. He shrugs. "I like doing what I like to do. You know what I mean? "It's not easy, not at this time of tight regulations, but that gets more than a shrug of the other comments shoulders. "Nothing is as it used to be."

Charles Jr., a thin beard tracing the ridge of the mandible, with enthusiasm shows me the towers clam, each equipped with a four-speed V-6 engine tractor-trailer. "It's the hardest job I ever had," he says, explaining how quickly clam bucket with the bottom line. "You have to pay attention or you'll hurt yourself." Right now is not very promising to follow the footsteps of his father, explains what the state firmly that regulate clam beds. "If they leave the premises open there," he says, "I want to keep doing until I was as old as my dad. "

Puerto Kopacz, does not care about me taking a little longer, so we continue the journey-before stopping to see another boat, Miss Leslie of Poquoson, Virginia, go along with 30 tons of blue crabs. Diggs and her husband Ken, you guessed it, Ken-flu like Diggs Jr. all fishers to regulations, but would not something else for a living. "That's all I've done, it's crazy," Young says Diggs. "It's like if I were the last cowboy. "

There are lots of jeans seen here in the so-called port for small boats, one of the largest concentrations companies of this type of shellfish in the bay. Dozens of ships entering and downloading while watching. One of the fish packing plants have an outlet, and a nice lady, "What I can get to you, dear? "she sells some very nice shrimp. Perfect for dinner on board.

Barb and I spent one night on board, this time rooted in a quiet place in Deep Creek, and leave shortly after first light. A northerly breeze-like catch our sails as fall parade and then when the wind picks up, coast City race last-mile long and fringed with history. It was nice to meet Newport News, New Port News, which pretty strong and powerful city along the James.

So soon as you enter Hampton Roads, the city begins to unfold. It is wide, muscular and, since the water, at least, somewhat forbidding: a commercial fishing dock, a huge yard, a spring outdoor coal, a reserve fleet of aging on the promenade. Somewhere-ahh, not between gray giants, are some downtown buildings office, a park close and barely visible at the top of a triumphal arch. But do not despair. Newport News is accessible marinas, charming to throw some points anchor, inviting beaches, a vibrant fishing industry, a performing arts center and great one of the finest museums in the maritime world. And everything is accessible by water, with a little extra effort-well, maybe a lot. There is no story here, as deep as the water just off the coastline, and starts with a name. It is quite possible as some claim, that Newport News about a point on the earth that marks the end of Hampton Roads and the beginning of the James River, named after the good news that Captain Christopher Newport, leader of the Jamestown expedition, had returned with supplies. But I prefer a more plausible theory that one William Newco, an Irish gentleman, arrived shortly after the 1607 settlement and established a seaport that became known as Puerto Nuevo Newco. It was right next to this land, two and a half centuries later, two ungainly ironclad warships, the USS Monitor and CSS Virginia (nee USS Merrimack) fought to a draw in a misty morning in March 1862 marking the beginning of the end of wooden fighting ships. Every time I pass by this way I think of that battle, and how many ships of war, "armored" everything now are built just beyond, in which near the coast, almost within shouting distance, also not far from here, perhaps the distance of flight of a bullet barrel, are the venerable remains of the monitor itself, resting on a world-class museum. I'm traveling on a sailboat, my Tartan 30, Ode to Joy "from my mooring in Lafayette River in Norfolk, hoping to have a closer look at what makes Newport News convincing, especially water. Newport News, a linear city is at least 20 miles long, but only two to four miles wide for most of that length, parades slowly so I made a gentle breeze from the north, since Middle Ground light astern, sliding beyond the Monitor-Merrimac Bridge-Tunnel and into the James. To my dismay, there is an ideal place for cruising sailors no tie-up in the small boat harbor is home to a fleet of commercial fishing (more on that later), not in the center, not along the beach and certainly not along the industrial waterfront. I feel that I have to keep going to Williamsburg or Jamestown. But I will not give up however, there is a way to see this city. I keep moving. In the coal dock, the ship of energy companies outside New Orleans, Baltimore and a barge are prepared under the porticoes taking into carbon black which stacks of height above the ground (sprayed with water periodically to keep down the soot). Not very comfortable here. property dominant of the city, which stretches for miles along the coastline, is the giant Northrop Grumman Newport News shipyard. It was founded by railroad baron Collis more than one hundred years ago Huntington serving vessels that discharge into docks. The Newport News Shipbuilding Co. dry dock and, as he was known then, began to turn from military vessels of the score during the war years, becoming the largest individually owned shipyard in the United States until Northrop Grumman bought not long ago. In one of the pillars, which rises 20 stories above the water and looking about as big as a break Empire State Building, meditates on the newly commissioned George HW Bush aircraft carrier, a post-maintenance shakedown and repair. Security is tight as a tick here. I dread to think of link or the removal proceeding. Nice puppy. Do not worry. I'm just passing. At 3:30 pm, a siren wails. A shift change, I hope. Thousands still further and no place to stop, but that is about to change. Just before the James River Bridge come to the city-owned Leeward Municipal Marina. I'm loving Sotavento. It was where I found my first boat, a sweet little swing keel Spirit 23, which I bought there and sailed home. Located on the side of the bridge, the marina is surrounded by a dike of white cement. I left by car a few days to see if I could go anywhere on foot. And to my delight, I could. Only from the port sports let me walk a traffic safely through the approach to the James River Bridge. And there, on the western side of the bridge was a oasis of sand, of Huntington Park. That day is filled with swimmers: families with blankets, umbrellas and coolers, lifeguards and swimmers. A little more than a soda I found a foot path, where half a dozen boats were trying to convince a trailer in the water. One could easily place and anchoring or mooring boat small dock that accommodates users on track, even go swimming at the beach. There is a fishing pier in Huntington Park, which sits on the remains of an old river bridge James, with the Crab Shack Seafood Restaurant "is good, I heard," perched on the water. Beyond the beach is a park called Fort Fun children make, and then a place not so amused, I suppose, the War Museum of Virginia. But what I was looking and found a pedestrian bridge crossing a small stream. Aha again! If I wanted Directions to the Mariners Museum bicycle from the entrance facing the sea to Newport News, at the invitation River Road next to James, I could. This city is opening up a bit at a time. Back in the present, I am under the James River Bridge and through this beautiful beach, then several miles of beachfront mansions and the park around the Mariners Museum. An hour later, after detecting the markers of entry to Deep Creek, I drop the sail and motor in. In the port side is Menchville, work where several boats are moored dead chip. Next is Deep Creek Landing Marina and Yacht Club Warwick, both bristling with yachts. To starboard is James River Marina, my Today's destination and a place that I have wanted to revisit. Owner Marty Molik, who met eight years ago when writing about James, is there to help with my lines. Over the past 60 years, working boats had been tied to a pier of the old city near the marina. Finally, this year, former elimination spring the city has improved bulkheads and docks across the creek. Molik has now come to roll the ball for 40 new slips and a raw bar at the end the old pier. If the building permit-gods smile on him, he says, everything could be in operation next summer. At this point, Barb's yacht arrives land and begins to unload our bikes. We had thought of putting them into the pot. It is possible to save on the cover, but not the types of cover and, frankly, not wanted the hassle of loading and unloading. What I was trying to test my theory was that it could fairly? easily become the Mariners' Museum James River Marina because you can not visit Newport News without going to that jewel of a museum. Let's test my theory on the bike there in the morning. Now try the food. James River Marina possesses what has long been a popular local restaurant. Originally called Herman's Harbor House, is now called Slightly Up the creek. We got a table on the porch overlooking the creek, and as a fan hums and the sun sets, we indulge in some very good shrimp and crabcakes. And that-I-could not resist a bit of pudding amazing sweet bread. The western sky is dominated by the sail-shaped cloud with the sun in their bellies. With bread pudding in the stomach, Barb and I to bed board of the Ode to Joy, to sleep with the murmur of conversation and the occasional peal of laughter from the night owls near slips. We woke at dawn wasting time on cereal and fruit, then pedal to the museum. It is a pleasant ride, about three and a half miles through a pleasant suburban neighborhood. We chose the long way this time, and that leads to the waterfront and the Museum Drive, which takes you through the heavily forested park marine museum. Archer Huntington, stepson yards founder Collis Huntington, turned his collection of maritime paintings and ship models in the museum that surrounds it, with miles of green areas nature trails, so it's fun to come this way. We are lucky to be visiting the museum while you are showing a major exhibition, "Improving Ships, which explores (until 15 November) museum close ties to the shipbuilding company. The fascination Archer Huntington with the maritime art The museum was created in the 1930s. At the same time, he hired renowned artist Thomas C. Skinner and provided a study in the yard. Skinner was dozens of almost life-size paintings of carpenters are dedicated to their trade laying out patterns of cavernous lofts, making rivet holes, pouring molds red-hot steel, queuing at payment counters at the end of week. "The yard also filmed the merchants, as an aid to the formation of new workers, and black and white film, recently restored, are now displayed side by side with paintings. A painting of workers on the employers, for example, echoes similar images filmed. Scenes of workers pouring molten lead into a mold, fold strips of red-hot steel in the form of a bow, or twist a glowing propeller shaft are also juxtaposed. This may be, as the museum's curator Anna Holloway later told me, "the best way to interpret the works art history, see the paintings and then see footage of these things actually occurring. "Collis Huntington virtually created the modern city of Newport News by running their railroad there, then the creation of the yard. A small town grew up nearby and was incorporated in 1896, the same year opened the shipyard. plant "was my original intention to start one? yard in the best location in the world," reads a quote from Huntington on a wall exposure, "and I-Ceed successful in my purpose. It is right at the gateway to the sea." It became a boarding bridge, huge during world wars, while hundreds of thousands of troops sent to Europe. They were welcomed home by the sea to the city by a triumphal arch built in the style of Arc de Triomphe Paris. most attractive feature of the museum for me (almost surprising, since I have written a book on the subject) is? Monitor Center, dedicated to this historical clash experimental battleship, the Monitor and Virginia. This extensive $ 30 million permanent exhibition presides not only a large-scale exterior model of the monitor, but the parties also that real, plucked from the bottom of the Atlantic beginning in 1987 and now preserved and displayed here. In fact, one of the best parts of the center-also monitor looking recreations of the battles of Hampton Roads and the collapse of that year the Cape Hatteras Monitor, is to be able to get to the windows that look down in the area Monitor conservation. There are more than a thousand artifacts here, but the star of the show is undoubtedly part of the image that even a casual fan can Civil War identify weapon-his iron tower, which now dishes as in a bath of 140 years of the incursion of salt is leeched slowly out of metal. The days when the water is clear, or simply be sprayed with a fine mist, you can see the dents caused by enemy cannon fire. You can imagine what the Monitorgunners, working feverishly inside the turret, not to see the enemy, must have experienced. A sailor "fell over like a dead man" when a ball hit a few inches his head. The same was thrown weapons from the blow. The latter finding is a simple thing, an oil can that years of sedimentation and the marriage of metals have to be consolidated in the capacitor motor. But he recalls that there were men in the engine room on New Year's Eve, 1862, fighting to keep the steam engines running increased to fire grates. The monitor was reduced by 240 feet of water off Cape Hatteras, with the loss of 16 crew. Yet most moving are the remains of the shell of an officer who is involved in one of the two carriages. "This is probably one of the crew took off to avoid be drawn as he entered the water, "Marcie Renner, chief curator of the museum, told me during a subsequent visit. Pretty exciting, slowly after 147 years black history. The bike ride back to the marina, take a faster route, heading west to Deep Creek, but this time more designed beyond the modern and growing Christopher Newport University and the stunning IM Pei Ferguson Center for the Arts, one of the most esteemed performing arts in the region. It's nice to know that you can stop at Deep Creek or Leeward and go, either by bicycle or by taxi, a world-class museum and performance space. One of the lesser known but fascinating parts of the coastline of Newport News is the city harbor for small boats. It can be envisioned for about a nanosecond while driving on the Monitor-Merrimac Bridge-Tunnel, just off to the east. What you see, above all, is the top of the platforms of trawling, so it would reason to assume that is a commercial fishing port. And not only for small vessels. Very great things, really. Crabbers, clammers, scallop boats, pilot boats, Coast Guard boats and everything else. And, along the Newport News Creek, which creates the port, are the seafood packing plants. We have to reach by car, is at the other end of this sprawling city, but luckily we have the car. Puerto, Doreen Kopacz, who grew up in Willoughby section of Norfolk, greets me. We took a drive down one side the stream and on the other. "This is one of the places left thefew allows people to trade back," she says. We loop under the bridge and the park where the Spirit Judy, a double clammer platform 40 feet, is entering Charles Stanley Mason and his son Charles Jr., have returned from engine work to be done on your boat. Mason, who is sitting in the dock with his boat, has been to seek clams out of port for small boats for 22 years, "and we are getting the best we have for them. "What is good about clams?" I call on the increased Carlos. He shrugs. "I like doing what I enjoy doing. You know what I mean? " It is not easy, not at this time of tight regulations, but just another observation comes with a shrug. "Nothing is as it used to be." Charles Jr., a thin beard tracing the ridge of the mandible, with enthusiasm shows me clam towers, each equipped with a four-speed V-6 engine tractor-trailer. "It's the hardest job I ever had," he says, explaining how quickly clam bucket bottom line. "You have to pay attention or if you to do harm. "Right now is not very promising for him to follow the footsteps of his father, he explains, what with the state firmly that regulate clam beds." If would leave the premises open there, "he says," I keep doing it until I was as old as my dad. "Kopacz Puerto, does not care have around me a bit more, so we continue the journey, before stopping to see another boat, Miss Leslie of Poquoson, Virginia, go with about 30 tons blue crabs. Diggs and her husband Ken, you guessed it, Ken Jr. Diggs-flu like all fishermen do about regulations, but to do something else for a living. "It everything I've done, it's crazy, "says the young Diggs." It's as if I was the last cowboy. "There are lots of cowboys happened here in the Little Boat Harbor, one of the largest mergers of this type of shellfish in the bay. Dozens of ships entering and downloading while watching. One of the fish packing plants has a point of sale, and a nice lady dear "What I can get for you, '?" "I sell some very nice shrimp. Perfect for dinner on board. Barb and I spent one night on board, this time anchored in a quiet place in Deep Creek, and leave shortly after first light. A northerly breeze-like catch our fall candles as a square and then as the wind picks up, race-the coast of the city past miles long and fringed with history. It was nice to meet Newport News, New Port News, which is pretty strong and powerful city along the James. About the Author

By Paul Clancy, contributing writer for Chesapeake Bay Magazine. For more great articles and photos on boating, sailing, fishing, and cruising, visit http://www.ChesapeakeBoating.net

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