Ken readies as clam chowder and tea is set before him at the Yorktown Pub. The waterfront establishment is filled with locals, Coast Guard personnel and wanderers like ourselves. It is good to spend a few hours chatting with Ken. Near here — blocked from escape by American troops by land and the French fleet by sea — Cornwallis surrendered his British army to George Washington ending the American Revolution.
Outside the pub, the George P. Coleman swings open. We hope for a warship coming seaward from one of the Naval facilities upriver. None appears and no reason for the span opening is apparent. The bridge carries U.S. 17 across the York River.
A cutter leaves Coast Guard Station Yorktown — after lunch at the pub — and heads for open water.
Alyona surveys her drawings, paintings and photography during the opening of an show in West End Richmond she is participating in. She sports new hair color and cut in celebration of her birthday. She turns 18 tomorrow.
Photographs taken with a Canon 5D Mark II