The legs of our journey from St. Simon to Sunbury Crab Co. and onto Savannah, GA were some of the most dolphin-populated miles of our trip so far. Because the water is sort of muddy colored, it’s difficult to see them until they breech out of the water. This makes getting pictures frustrating and I’ve all but given up doing so. Use your imagination. Aren’t they lovely?
We left St. Simon’s Island and landed for one night at Sunbury Crab Co. It’s a restaurant specializing in—you guessed it—blue crab. It being Father’s Day and all, blue crab was high on Tom’s wish list for the evening. We sat down for our 7 pm reservation just in time to hear the table next to us order “give us all the crab you have left.” My husband was not a happy camper. We did have three desserts to try and ease the pain.
We left Sunbury the next morning (Monday, June 22) for Savannah. Traveling up the ICW feels mostly like boating on a river. There is some current to deal with, but it only gets challenging when tide is rising or falling opposite the way you are headed. We really had no issues at all.
The houses along the route turned from being stucco—beach style to what I consider southern style. They’re more Southern Living Magazine material.
We docked at Thunderbolt Marina in Thunderbolt, GA just outside Savannah. Sort of sounds like a superhero, doesn’t it? There is no restaurant here and nothing open nearby due to the virus, so we rented a car.
Downtown historic Savannah is a quick 20 minute drive. We explored a bit on Tuesday, June 23rd taking yet another trolley ride. This particular trolley company was full of historical information. We learned about General JamesOglethorpe, Mary Telfair , SCAD (Savannah College of Art and Design), and the cotton trade.
SCAD is a great little success story. It is a private school that has additional campuses in Atlanta, Hong Kong, and France. They have taken over and restored lots of historic buildings in Savannah and now offer Preservation Design as one of their majors.
Tuesday night we hosted Robert Henley for happy hour. Hi Robert! Our kiddos used to date and we never got around to meeting each other in person. Now that he is working in Savannah, we took the opportunity to meet up and we’re so glad we did!
Thursday, June 25th, brought the arrival of our son Nick and his college pals Matt and Jimmy. Having three additional deck hands makes my life a bit easier and the voyage that much more fun. We have seen our beer supply diminish, but they are quick to replenish, and replenish, and replenish it.
We spent one afternoon at Tybee Island beach, showed them a bit of Savannah then headed north to Beaufort, SC on Saturday morning. The boys were all willing to go out into the ocean so we took the four-and-a-half hour trip through the big water. They were excited to see the dolphins and sat out on the bow for most of the trip up. Being doused a few times with spray over the bow finally brought them back inside and up to the flybridge for the remainder of the trip.
They were fortunate to be able to help us dock in a wicked current and in stronger wind than we were expecting. One captain, four line tenders on the boat, three dock hands and two attempts were all it took to secure us at Lady’s Island Marina in Beaufort.
Lady’s Island Marina is a very nice marina with a kick-a$$ restaurant called Docksiders. People start rolling in around 4:30 pm just to get some of the best seafood around. We ate there both Saturday and Sunday nights.
One of the biggest factors we deal with in this part of the country is the change in tides. There are some places we’ve encountered where the difference in low and high tide can be 9 feet. We have to keep this in consideration when traveling because our boat needs at least 5 feet of depth beneath it. Below are two pictures of the low and high tide (although the low tide isn’t yet at its lowest in this picture ).
Beaufort has been hot, hot, hot. Did I mention hot? We toughed it out and explored a tiny bit. I was able to get pictures of more beautiful homes, churches, etc. Notice the blue painted porch ceilings. Lots of homes in the South have them. It stems back to a superstition that evil spirits could not cross water, so porch ceilings, and sometimes doors, shutters and window frames were painted blue.
Tomorrow (Monday, June 29) we leave for Charleston, SC. I have always wanted to visit so am very excited to be there for most of a week to check it all out.
We’ll have the boys with us for a bit. They’ve been so helpful and I would just share that their parents have done a great job raising them.
Well, it’s the end of another long post, but there is so much to see and I don’t want to leave much out. I have a feeling Charleston will be the same.