Delaware Bay’s tidal chop and gusty winds energetically conveyed Elizabeth Jean down to the bay’s entrance at Cape May, New Jersey. Having made good time, we decided to round the cape and press up New Jersey’s 130 mile coastline. As earlier posts have noted, the Jersey shore featured prominently in Eric’s youth. There the Muz recharged her batteries along the shore and Pog regularly took the party boats out for blue fish (what he pithily called his “piscatorial pursuits”). Our return to the Jersey shore provided an opportunity for Eric to visit his brother Jeff in Ewing and to have brother Dave join us for a tour of Elizabeth Jean in Sandy Hook, from where we launched our family visits.
A higher than usual Albatross-eye view of the mid-Atlantic coastline. Chesapeake Bay shimmers above the lower space ship panel. New Jersey’s Cape May sparkles in the middle of the picture. Sandy Hook lies to the left of New York City’s bright lights. Long Island and its sound completes the panorama to the far right.
Lake Carnegie provides a restful vantage point for Eric to reflect on his New Jersey childhood . . .
. . . and an opportunity to feel his parents’ lingering presence.