Seriously Rustic

Bathrooms tell a lot about a marina. If the marina is billed as a resort, it usually has clean ones. Municipal marinas are a mixed bag. Some are meticulously maintained due to the dictatorial nature of the harbormaster, and others languish with less adroit leadership. Marinas located on rivers and canals tend to be funkier in my estimation, the exception being Canada.

Now Carrie Rose is tied off on a floating dock on the eastern shore of Back Creek in Solomons, Maryland. It has been bloody hot and we are luxuriating in the new air conditioning. I admit sitting in AC is getting a bit old. It would be nice to go outdoors but it is too hot.

With that said, when we finished securing Carrie Rose to the dock both Charlotte and I separately walked down the pier to see what this marina had to offer. It is looking tired, and that seems to be due to the new condominium development being planned for this site, though at this point the project appears stalled.

When she got back I asked, “Well?” and she compared the restroom and showers to the decidedly backwoods facilities at Burton Island State Park on Lake Champlain without the mosquitos. The showers there had Vermont’s conservationist tendency of needing to be fed quarters to keep dispensing water. This is guaranteed to leave you searching for quarters with soap in your eyes.

When I got back she did not ask, I told, “These bathrooms are seriously rustic.” Of course, we did get what we paid for: a dollar a foot.