Wednesday, March 27, 2013

Stopping to enjoy Beaufort, SC

 

Stopping to enjoy Beaufort, SC in spite of the rain and BIG CHILL!                                                                                           

Due to our early, early start from our anchorage on Bryan Creek (necessitated by the close proximity of the marsh to our aft end and aided by a high tide) :) we arrived in lovely Beaufort, SC about lunch time. Dropping the anchors in front of the historic town center we hopped in the dink for a damp ride into Paninis for Sunday brunch.  I forgot to mention that it was raining with thunderstorms and lightening until just before we pulled into Beaufort where it turned to a drizzle. While the rain finally gave up, the temps were way below normal in the 50s with a 20+ knot breeze. Bundling up, we walked the streets of the historic district.  The numerous pre-civil war buildings here were preserved because the town fell to the Union early in the conflict with nary a shot fired although, ironically, this is where the articles of succession were drafted. Also, we learned on our carriage ride tour, this was not a commercial port but more of a party town.  This is where the wealthy had summer homes on the river to capture those breezes when elsewhere in the south it was hot and humid. The wealth here over the years is clear even from the outside as many large (20-40 room) mansion style summer homes are concentrated along the river.  I insert only a few of the photos we took to give you a small TASTE of Beaufort charm:

 













 


This period feel also accounts for the many films made here such as The Big Chill and, my favorite, Forrest Gump.  We also sampled the chocolates from The Chocolate Tree, the store featured in that movie. 

 
 Not surprisingly, all the Pat Conroy connections are touted since he spent some of his growing up years here and set several of his novels in this area.  Previously we had passed by Daufuskie Island where his book The Water is Wide (the story of his year as a teacher in a two room school for black children) is set, and on the tour we passed his boyhood home. Several movies based on his books were also at least partially filmed here in Beaufort. When the sun finally came out we could see why this attractive town has become a popular stop for tourists and the American Cruise Line Southeastern Intracoastal Waterway Cruise (www.americancruiselines.com/Find-a-cruise/southeast-us ).
 
We, (Steve, Ricky and Drew Little, and me) spent another day roaming about this corner of SC.




 
 
The boys went to the Parris Island Marine Base museum while I perused the shops and the Verdier House museum. After seeing the outside of the plantation architecture, it was interesting to see the inside and feel the high ceilings, tall windows, and stout walls.  This house was built in 1804 and embellish on the outside with elaborate moldings as many others in town were as well.  The owners wanted everyone to see their wealth even before they entered.  The public rooms were also heavy with crown moldings, doorway pediments and frieze encrusted mantels. One room even still displayed the original wall papers found under plasterboard during a recent renovation. The house is also used to display art exhibits, and I enjoyed the current showing of the silhouettes by Carew Rice – his work included the small typical heads cut from black paper, but more amazing were the large landscapes -  poster size scenes of the area cut from one piece of paper. The detail was both inspiring and amusing. Studying a larger work revealed animals hidden among the trees and swamps. Even his smaller works displayed his sense of humor with the whimsical pictures of everyday life. I was not allowed to photography his work, but check the link from Google if you are interested. The series on Charleston gates must have required the patience of a saint and the steady hands of a surgeon.


The boys supply some photos of the marines on parade – lots of hoorahs have been flying around here since they returned.

 






  friends from Saudi will get the reason for this one!




Ricky and Drew with Erben Renewal in the background - from the shores at our mooring on South Edisto River

 After windy nights on the hook.....

Thursday, March 21, 2013

Headng to Isle of Hope


After Jekyll heading to Isle of Hope (Savannah, GA)

We are tardy in posting since we have been hiding out in the remote sea islands of where cell coverage is not “strong” enough to hook up my computer.  We enjoyed a few restful days before heading to the big city of Savannah.  Well actually, we are skipping lovely Savannah in favor of quiet Isle of Hope – a suburb where the marina includes loaner cars, bikes and old world mansions on bluff drive. Since the weather has been brisk – as in COLD for us Floridians – we did not suffer from the dreaded marsh bug attack other than the odd no-see-um.  The pictures of the marsh are fewer than the Victorian architecture but no less inspiring.  The flat lands are just hard to photograph from a boat. The vast sky and rippling water are separated by a tiny strip of yellowish brown stuff resulting in unattractive photos which do not capture the peaceful magic of this area. 


 
 The ICW is shallow in several spots here – we actually bumped along through Jekyll Creek but made it on a rising tide nonetheless.  The helmsman had to stay awake since this whole area is prone to high tidal changes of 5 to 6 feet which can create challenging currents and unexpected shoaling. I stay glued to my Ipad app from Garmin while in the pilot seat and perhaps too much as well when I am NOT (according to Steve).

 
 
However, we were lucky to have the old Ipad since our main chart plotter is finicky and occasionally just does strange things like drop the depth data or our GPS position. We do have another plotter, but it is handy to have that sweet Ipad up and running. I have to mention this because there was some reluctance on the Captain’s part when I purchased this “extravagance”! 
Rest is not really in Steve’s vocabulary, so you can be sure he worked out the heat gun at every stop and then there was the hose and heat exchanger he swapped out ONCE again.  He has the hose change down to less than 30 minutes.
Back at the Kennedy Space Center we were IMAXED, but in the last few days we have been WAKED…. Now this has nothing to do with celebrating a life long lived and everything to do with rearranging my frig, glassware and any tip-prone object on board. A few FAST boats fail to slow down when they run by us slow pokes and the result is rock and roll without the music (if you don’t count the sub-vocal swear words). We have been fortunate that our reflexes have been up to the challenge, but would like to post a HUGE no wake zone on our bumper!

 
 I include a few photos so you know I have not been sleeping the last few days.  The homes of Isle of Hope will be coming next post….


 

 

 

Last stop in Florida and on to Georgia


Rushing on and getting behind

We made one last stop in Florida after a quick overnite in Jacksonville Beach for a Publix run – a mile over one of those 65’high bridges might have been better as a walk than on the boat bikes. (I made it going over with the wind at my back but needed to walk part way home with my load of provisions  L) We did the bike thing because Steve needed to get back and use his heat gun on the boat while we were tied to a dock.  He has begun the constant task of striping the “bright work” on the boat and re-varnishing as he goes. Hey, the guy has to keep busy. It has been very entertaining  watch….

 

 
We reached Fernandina Beach – the last stop in Florida and a great place to hang out. We spent one afternoon walking the streets and finding another “antique” hardware store that looks like it missed the 20th century.  The whole historic district is preserved to resemble the late Victorian era with an abundance of restaurants and the Palace Saloon, reputed to the oldest saloon in Florida.  We had to check it out.  The next morning found Steve working on the “bright work” and wench (which self-destructed) while I did the laundry. Then we biked out to Fort Clinch – which literally is the end of Amelia Island and Florida.  We could look across to Cumberland Island, GA. The fort is in remarkable condition since it was restored by the Civilian Conservation Core and was even used by the Coast Guard during World War II.  I took some photos to help you get the idea. The cannon were BIG! We refreshed ourselves at the Crab Trap – a local watering hole near the harbor – we loved the tables with holes in them to dispose of shrimp hides. The food was yum too.



















 
 

Today we worked the tides and arrived at anchorage off Jekyll Island.  Although the forecast was for scattered thunder showers, all the rainy bits were gone by early afternoon and we enjoyed an educational ride through historic Jekyll’s millionaires’ village. It would be very easy to wander around and enjoy the mostly FREE tours and atmosphere for several days.   Imagining the rich folk who wintered in these “cottages” was not hard since the scale has been preserved and automobiles have limited access.  The best way to explore here in the historic district is by foot or bike. We truly loved the meandering bike paths – even one with wildlife on the way to our milk run. While this is not a stop for supplies or basics, it is a place not to be missed in my book. For those who love Victorian architecture, I include some more from Jekyll to supplement the more commercial photos from Fernandina.


 Getting the wonderful bikes to shore!