I will probably never return to Blackwater or Bombay Hook. There are too many memories of Amy in those places.
I have loved Assateague since the first time I visited this place as a boy. The woods and waters wild speak to me here like no other place on earth.
This morning my father and I practically had the entire park to ourselves, and while the ponies were scarce, I spotted things I have never seen before. Ospreys carrying huge rockfish, a kingfisher hovering and diving into the cold waters, great flocks of birds swirling in the sky far out to sea . . . it was glorious.