I’m a fisherman! I fish! Or at least I pretend that I do, now that Grey and I got a license to allow us to drive our car on Cape Henlopen here in Delaware. Basically, if you’re a surf fisherman (like me) then the State Park Authority gives you the green light to tool all over almost-completely deserted beaches across the state of Delaware. The only catch is you actually have to have a fishing pole and fishing equipment in tow when you take your car on the shores, you can’t just lie on the sand in your bikini drinking a margarita with no gear whatsoever.
So, tonight, Grey, Ollie, and I had our first “fishing” expedition out on the Cape. It was great! We packed up a gigantic fishing pole, a tackle box, beach towels, and snacks for our little jaunt on the dunes. We literally had the beach all to ourselves, but on our drive out, we saw a whole bunch of other “fishermen” with coolers and brews and grills working hard catching a buzz, if not any scaly animals.
The only other places I’ve ever driven on the beach in a car have been Nantucket and Fraser Island in Australia. In Nantucket, Grey and I actually got our rental Jeep stuck in the sand and almost had to pay $20,000 in damages to Avis…whew, close one). In Fraser Island, I drove a gigantic truck (complete with a bull-bar) packed with six other study abroad kids down the shores looking at ship wrecks and dingos. Both experiences were ones I’ll never forget, but definitely both on-vacation-type memories. What’s so nice now, is that on some random weeknight or ho-hum day, I can join my husband and son for a drive out onto the beach. Just another thing I love about our new hometown!