The Yard That Time Forgot

Georgetown, MD
No LL

In the Bahamas we met a nice couple, Leon and Kim, on their boat Gypsy. We also met their friends Ron and Jethro on Ron's Westsail 42, Another Place. They said, "If you ever come up the Sassafras River, look us up." Well, today we decided to do just that.

We sailed up the river and past the bridge at Georgetown. Soon, we were at the end of the navigable river, and we spotted the two boats, Gypsy and Another Place. I went ashore in the dinghy to see if we could contact them.

When I stepped in to the boat yard, I immediately had the feeling that I had stepped in to a scene from Twilight Zone. There were some people around in the remote corners of the yard but I couldn't see them. The air was still, the ground was dry and dusty. With each step I kicked up a cloud of dust that just hung there. A few of the boats were new, but many were old boats, beaten up, and appeared to have been sitting there for years. Most erie, a car sat by itself with the door open and the car radio blaring out Chet Adkins music. It felt like the boat yard that time forgot. I went in to the office but the only person there was a little boy who had no intention of turning away from his video game to talk to me. He could have been bald and playing a banjo to make the scene complete.

Soon, I found someone to talk to and the Twilight Zone feeling went away. Alas, Leon and Kim were not there today, they are away on a trip somewhere. Too bad.

As a consolation, I called the nearby Georgetown Yacht Basin to see if there was any chance of finding someone who could fix our fridge. Surprise! The man I talked to said, "Sure. How about 7 oclock tomorrow morning?" That wasn't what I expected to hear.