Chincoteague Island, Virginia—Pony Swim, Etc.
How many of you have read “Misty of Chincoteague” while growing up? I remember reading it as a teenager and was fascinated by the history of the ponies. Legend has it that the original ponies were shipwrecked off of a Spanish galleon and swam to Assateague Island where they have remained to this day.
Charlie and I were on Chincoteague Island the day of the annual pony swim and pony penning. Although we were too late to be witnesses of the pony swim, we were able to see the ponies, which were penned up at the carnival grounds. The ponies are rounded up earlier in the week and penned up on Assateague Island in preparation of the big swim, which occurs on the last Wednesday of July. Around 7:30 a.m. the “saltwater cowboys” drive them across the Assateague Channel to be auctioned off to benefit the Chincoteague Fire Department. Not all ponies are sold. A particular lot is selected, based on various factors, not the least of which is ability to adapt to a change of habitat, as well as their age and health situation.
It is interesting to ride around on Chincoteague Island. First of all, it is as if you are transported back in time to a less hectic era. The original homes still maintain the heritage from which the town grew. Seafood is big business here at all the restaurants, drawing diners, as well as the casual muncher. We, too, enjoyed our share of the fruits of the sea.
God has been very generous to Charlie and me, providing friends who invite us to come for overnight visits. Our friends, Ernie and Evelyn, are gracious with their modest accommodations and have eagerly invited us the past two years to be their guests on Chincoteague. Ernie was Charlie’s best friend during high school. They became reacquainted two years ago during their 50th high school reunion, and we have enjoyed their friendship ever since. No one can convince me that this is not the hand of God, bestowing little gifts upon us. I know that both Charlie and I feel doubly blessed by God with constant reminders of his love for us.
According to Judy
