No time for jetlag, yet. After Jutta was afforded the opportunity to sleep as long as she wanted, we went for breakfast before heading out for a tour of the St. Michaels area by boat.

Just a short hour out here cruising the Chesapeake to get a flavor of the area.

As we were walking around, the captain of our slow boat offered my mother-in-law the opportunity to take the helm, nervously, and with some encouragement, she agreed and I don’t think she could have been happier for such a unique experience.

The copper-topped building in the center of the photo is the 1879 Hooper Strait Lighthouse, which is part of the Chesapeake Bay Maritime Museum. After our visit, it was time for Jutta to grab a nap; this was expected as jetlag is not her friend.

After that nap/sleep, it was time to head over to Tilghman Island to catch a ride on a skipjack. Captain Wade piloted the Rebecca T. Ruark, the oldest working skipjack (a flat-bottomed sailcraft used for dredging oysters), out on the waters of the Chesapeake.

These are the days I hope will never leave my mother-in-law.

Proof that we were under sail.

The sun was nearly set upon our arrival back on the island, and by then, we were ready for dinner. We stopped in at the Bay Hundred Restaurant for some fish and were rewarded with the good fortune of a table next to ours, sharing some of the 25-pound rockfish they had caught earlier in the day with us. The first full day with the mother-in-law was A-okay.