Georgia via the Inter Coastal Waterway has been very pleasant—even with the constant threat of and required vigilance due to the bugs. The ICW here feels more like boating through vast estuaries and sloughs extending in all directions with fingers reaching into the forests and zigzagging back to the main bodies of water. By NW standards with all the marsh grass, lowlands, overall water depth, birdlife, and brackish water, this would be considered major wetlands. It just happens to have a tiny randomly curving, route carved deep enough for all this boat traffic. No more manatee sightings; only occasional dolphins here.
It’s getting very busy out here with all the Canadians and New Englanders heading home (probably compounded by the weekend and impending storm). After leaving the Golden Isles, we moved nearly 100 miles north to Isle of Hope Marina just outside of Savannah.
The marina is bordered by a quiet, old, staid, classic southern neighborhood. We were Hi Y’All-ed by people of all ages who were either out walkin’ or just sittin’ a spell on their inviting front porches on the cushioned-rocking chairs and gliders…even the other dogs seemed to have that Hi Y’All aura about them. The fresher mornings and cooler evenings were prime time for that communal conviviality which was also accompanied by background songs of the mockingbird. So pretty and every-changing! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NNNX3f3_svo In the late afternoon, everyone seemed to be inside missing the heated, humid air holding the decadent, full- o’-scent lush, gardenia perfumed aroma. But B and Ziggy powered up their afternoon walk to breathe it all in. Really a sense that is hard to describe.
There are no marinas IN downtown Savannah so from our distant marina, we Ubered into town. We hopped on (and off and on) the On and Off Trolley for a great, humor-sprinkled overview of some history and local lore followed by lots more walking around too. Here are a few (of the waaaay too many sights):
We picked up Ziggy from doggie day care and headed back to Isle of Hope Marina for a brief freshen-up and dog feeding/stowing-away, and then biked, at Loyal Reader Jane’s recommendation, to our date-night dinner at Driftaway Café.
Great grilled octopus with shitakes and potatoes and yummy buttery-rich scallops too!
We left Isle of Hope Marina on the early side (hahaha…ok 9 am!) and continued north-ish along the Intercoastal Waterway.
Aside from a couple of tiny waterside towns, the only commercial activity we saw were these two distinct enterprises:
Tug-Barge-MegaPipe conglomeration and big Shrimper boat.
We made it to Hilton Head, South Carolina just after 11. Yay! Plenty of time to tour the nearly empty little marina and then get to our dock and head to golf!
We’re here at Shelter Cove Marina for a few days of golf, beach and exploration and, perhaps, to wait out an impending storm