Howdy! We woke up in Charleston, SC at James Island County Park. We went biking through the park and I have to say it is quite the park, especially for a County Park. There are lakes, swamp land with loons and other water fowl, elevated cabins with screened in porches looking over the park, campgrounds for tents, RVs and primitive sites, disc golf, climbing walls, challenge courses and a splash zone. If you are planning on staying in Charleston, I highly recommend this multi-faceted park, the kids will LOVE it. We biked a leisurely 3.7 miles around the lake and adventure areas of the park and along the way, Paul felt compelled to talk to the loons – enough said! We got a Little bitty Taste of Charleston today.
On the road to Savannah – a quick trip compared to the last 2 days. Only 2.5 hours of road in front of us and our first real fill at the gas station…$136.00 for 67 gallons! Good thing it is only $2.03 a gallon here :=) Paul got a little aerobic exercise washing the windows, he can’t reach the top of the windows so he had to keep jumping up to wash and squeegee the windshield and all the side windows.. plum tuckered him out. We got to the RV park with no problem, checked in and then off to see Savannah via Uber. I think this is the first time we have used Uber and what a wonderful thing! The driver, Bob, gave us some tips on Savannah relative to the time we had to spend here and dropped us off at City Market where a hub of restaurants and shops are. His best advice was to take our time and enjoy the southern slow pace. We walked to the square where there were fountains and found ourselves in the old city. We meandered, on Bob’s advice, and spent some time looking at the old architecture. Steep historic steps led us down to the river front (we found out that the STEPS have their own facebook page – I think it is something like the “Steps of Death”!). We sat outside Huey’s restaurant and had cocktails while watching the boats on the river. The northerners reading this may not want to see the next sentence… 70 degrees and sunny, breezy day, lovely. While having cocktails, 2 gentlemen sat next to us, ordered in English, then conversed with each other in a language that sounded like German. Paul is proud of his German heritage and felt rusty with the language listening to these men. When we got up to pay the check, Paul started talking to the men and stated that his German was rusty because he could not really understand them. They had a good laugh and then told Paul they were speaking Dutch! They were actually men working on the cargo ship that was recently in Philly delivering IKEA crates.
We then meandered back up the historic steps and had dinner at the Ole Pink House Restaurant. The oldest building in Savannah with 1600 square feet of dining, eleven dining rooms and complete with sightings of ghosts, particularly in the Tavern located in the basement. Our server was really knowledgeable about the history of the building and had several encounters herself with ghost Marie, the slave that used to live there, as well as a sighting of a blonde headed girl holding a wooden doll. As she was talking, I got goose bumps all over. The dinner was phenomenal, having Grits with Ham Gravy, Damn good fried chicken and superb mac and cheese. We completed the meal with a praline basket with ice cream for dessert. You have to have pralines in Savannah you know! The Pink House dinner was our Big Flavor for today.
Back to Red Gate Farm Park for a night cap and stroll around the farm, complete with goats, donkey and horses. Frogs chirping in the background, Dr. Doolittle –Dimmler had all the animals coming to the gate, at 9:45 pm, looking for a friendly scratch on the neck.
Total trip miles 818
Sounds delicious and absolutely wonderful!