Maryland’s Eastern Shore is gorgeous, green waterfront land, with creeks and rivers leading into the Chesapeake Bay. I took a swim across one of those rivers, the Sassafras River, a few weeks ago. Wasn’t a hard swim; maybe a quarter mile to small island. I hadn’t swam since the pandemic lockdown in March, and was eager to dive in. I arrived at a friend’s house for the weekend and decided on the swim while he was out.
I reached a beach on the island and turned around to look for my friend’s dock. Couldn’t pick it out from more than dozen docks dotting the waterfront. No problem. If I just swim in a straight line back the way I came I’ll come up around his dock.