Of all the places that I visited on my first 2 month long excursion 27 years ago, Edisto Island in South Carolina stands out as one of my all time favorite places. An hour south of Charleston, it felt like a place that hadn't moved much since the 1930's. And still does in some ways.
The most wonderful part was the beach camping and the surprise of a subtropical landscape with saw palmettos.
But my absolute favorite element are the beautiful, mystical live oaks with dripping Spanish moss.
My campsite
Edisto was pretty decimated by the last storm and the beach campsite is closed unfortunately. So I'm down the road a bit on the marsh, which is still pretty incredible.
Choochi went completely bananas on the beach. The beach is one of her favorite places, but the waves were really making her very happy.
Amazing gigantic shells looking quite prehistoric. That's a mussel shell of some kind as large as this very large whelk.
Stayed till sunset then headed back to the campsite.
My neighbor's campfire was belching so badly I had to move, and then realized that this could be a problem overall. The next morning, same thing I wanted so much to smell fresh salt air and all I got was forest fire and scalded lungs.
So I packed up my car and headed down to the beach park. Pretty much just me here.
Spending the chilly grey day with an awesome view in my car (who I've named Ella for Ella Fitzgerald) office/lounge/bedroom suite doing this blog and other stuff. It's pretty cozy and warm!
Charging up my computer, camera battery and phone off of my big marine closed cell battery.
Nite nite for Choochi. See ya'll later, ya'll!
A lady, dog and car
ReplyDeletetravel best by far
because they are light
when comes the night
settle almost any whar.
LOL!
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