As usual, the photos did not upload in the order I would have preferred, but here goes the narrative.
I love light houses. At Hunting State Park on Hunting Island (the whole area is one island after another, sometimes you don't know you have crossed to another island until you see the signs), there is a lighthouse. It is not an operating one. It does have a light, but it it is not a bright one. The night we arrived we made the trip out to the island to find it. As you can see it was after dark when we got there, but it was great to see it with the light shining.
The next day we made another trip out (it was only about 15 miles) so that I could climb the 147 steps to the top and take in the magnificent view. 
This is the bottom of the stair case looking up. 
It was an incredible view. I did discover that I am a little hesitant at heights. It took me a few minutes to ease away from the building and look out from the railing. 
Another reason we went back out was so we could wade in the Atlantic Ocean. It was so warm. Our swim suits were in the suitcase back at the motel. Oh well, Erin will be on the east coast for at least another year. We might get back to the Atlantic again. 
I'm not sure why I got it and Clark didn't, but I got a bad case of sand flea bites on one leg. It was pretty ugly for about a week. Itch.........
There is a National Cemetery in Beaufort. In this shot you can see some recent headstones, some civil war stones with names and states, and the very small ones are unknown civil war soldiers. It is always a tender time for me to be at one of these cemeteries. An interesting side note for some that may not know -- Husbands and wives can be buried in the same spot. The first one dying is buried deepest, second on top. If I understand it correctly, the military person whether dying first or second, is always listed on the front of the stone. 
Gotta love the timer function on cameras. Who can name the flowering bush? We asked several people and got blank stares from them all. 
Cannon from either Civil or Revolutionary war. I'm not the history buff that Clark is. When I think of the Revolutionary war I always think of it as being fought in New England. But there is a lot of history for both wars in the Beaufort area. 
We signed up for a walking tour that was supposed to be about 1 1/2 hours long. We had a very talkative guide and it was over 3 hours long. We did get some great history stories about some very beautiful homes. 
Our guide, Andy, dressed in period style costume. I was "glistening" with sweat. I guess when the heat and humidity are what you have always known, the extra clothing isn't as much of a trial. 
The interesting feature of this home is the "open arm stair case". According to Andy, one side was for the ladies and the other side for the gentlemen. It was totally scandalous for a man to see a lady's ankles as she lifted her hem to climb the stairs.
This tree grows across the road and has been hit a number of times by high loads. Hence the sign. But the interesting thing is the "resurrection fern" growing on it. The fern appears to die and turns brown until it gets watered by the rain and then it resurrects itself. 
This was just a really cool looking tree; a live oak, I think. 
It was so intriguing to me to see such a variety of trees in the same space. Palms to pines and many others. The hanging Spanish moss was gorgeous. I have read so many books set in the south. It was super to see some of the scenery so often described. 
Historic downtown Beaufort is just one block from this body of water. I think it was the Beaufort River. There was a very nice park and river walk. 
This is also a view from the river walk. 
This was one of our first sights of the moss. I loved how the trees met across the streets. 
It was a wonderful trip.
1 comment:
Congrats! What an accomplishment for your daughter. Way to go Mom and Dad! Your trip looked like a lot of fun. Pics were great!
The trees (oaks) in our area grow across the road like in your last picture. It is like driving through a tunnel.
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