A March Trip on the Cape May-Lewes Ferry
Every three months or so, I need a seashore fix. This Spring Break week was as good as any to get my first "fix" of 2002. We drove down to Lewes, Delaware so we could enhance the experience by taking the Cape May-Lewes Ferry across the mouth of the Delaware Bay. It was a pleasant wait for the "Cape May" as seen above. Two arguing seagulls kept me in stitches with their "conversation" and it was fun watching the cormorants dive and try to predict where they would surface. I am so easily entertained at the beach!  Our timing was perfect - the sun would set on our trip over and it was perfect spring weather.
our car
A view of Lewes from the ferry
The reason for the lighthouse -
lighthouse                          big container ship!
Delaware
New Jersey
Maryland
I think it's neat how the symbol for the ferry company has the three states in it - Delaware, New Jersey and Maryland. The white part being the Delaware Bay. Philadelphia is more than 60 miles upriver.
The sun's last hurrah!
Approaching the ferry terminal in Cape May
Nothing else to do but watch the ferry
We chased the full moon rise to Wildwood where I tried to get a picture of it from the boardwalk. Now to understand this, you have to know in a little over 2 months, this place will be totally full of people till all hours of the morning. SO to see THIS Boardwalk was totally creepy. Add to that the music I was hearing coming out of a boarded up building - weird.
"I see a bad moon rising!" over Wildwood, New Jersey
After I hightailed it off the deserted Boardwalk, we happened to stumble upon historic Hereford Inlet Lighthouse. Cool!
A picture perfect photo of the lighthouse at Cape Henlopen/Lewes by D. Ashens
Historic Hereford Inlet Lighthouse with working light.
A dedication to my husband who enjoys my seashore jaunts and indulges me the simple pleasures of sunsets, sea air, rocking boats, crashing waves and lighthouses.

Lighthouse (an exerpt)
By Dave Carroll, Sons of Maxwell

In a place where the ocean seldom rests
There’s a lighthouse near a cove.
And it was thought to be a warning to all those
Who dare to sail too close.

But I have come to understand it differently,
To see the lighthouse as a friend
Who understands when you have journeyed all you can
And reaches out to you instead.

And the light, like God, extends across the sea
Searching out lost souls like me.
And when the winds of change begin to blow
I’ll whisper, “You’re my lighthouse,” in case you didn’t know.
Deserted Boardwalk, Wilwood, New Jersey