MINDING THE ROOTS AT TAVERN CREEK -7
Hunger overtakes all teenagers and even a shore lunch can become an adventure. Think of it! Small boat, a couple of pan stripers, a sand beach, and all the time in the world.
Alone! Except for a few gulls always looking for handouts. I learned at a very young age to stock the boat or back pack with survival gear...or what I thought to be survival gear. A small black metal fry pan and a boy scout cooking gizmo that came apart to yield a cooking pot and plate. Of course the pride of any kid on the shore was the fishing knife carried in a scabbard at the waist. A fire, couple of fish, some new potatoes, and a couple or three stalks of asparagus heisted from the neighbor's garden. Now I ask you, are there any kids today that could....or would.....do that? No Ipods. No ipans. Just I. And self sufficiency. Scary stuff!
The general area I have been talking about is on the Eastern Shore of Maryland across the bay from Baltimore. This old 1950's era postcard will give you an overview of the area.
Hunger overtakes all teenagers and even a shore lunch can become an adventure. Think of it! Small boat, a couple of pan stripers, a sand beach, and all the time in the world.
Alone! Except for a few gulls always looking for handouts. I learned at a very young age to stock the boat or back pack with survival gear...or what I thought to be survival gear. A small black metal fry pan and a boy scout cooking gizmo that came apart to yield a cooking pot and plate. Of course the pride of any kid on the shore was the fishing knife carried in a scabbard at the waist. A fire, couple of fish, some new potatoes, and a couple or three stalks of asparagus heisted from the neighbor's garden. Now I ask you, are there any kids today that could....or would.....do that? No Ipods. No ipans. Just I. And self sufficiency. Scary stuff!
The general area I have been talking about is on the Eastern Shore of Maryland across the bay from Baltimore. This old 1950's era postcard will give you an overview of the area.
Sorry for the quality of the card, but it is 1950 and a linen card which shows every thread. But the color is good. The line on the right of the card is Rt. 20 and at the end by the water is Gratitude. Tavern and Swan Creeks are off the card to the top right, with Rock Hall the middle. For those of you who know the area, it is a lot different today. This image was made when RH was a sleepy workman's and waterman's town. Back then it was what a young boy thought to be as wild as any place featured in a story written for "Field and Stream" or "Outdoor Life" magazines. And it was real time!
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