If you did not read anything about FDR in the previous Pine Mountain post, go back. I made a late entry that has some other information.
Jimmie Kay’s best friend as a child now lives in Bluffton SC, near Savannah. While planning trips, I wanted to give them some time together so we scheduled two weeks in the area. While here we planned to also visit Savannah, Bluffton, Beaufort and Charleston. Once we settled, we ruled Charleston out due to the distance. We will pick it up again later. During the two weeks, we went back and forth between the other locations.
Bluffton is a beautiful little town, which lies along the May River. There is an area called Old Town Bluffton, which is the original area of the town, situated on a bluff overlooking the river. On Thursday they have a Farmer’s Market in Old Town.
During the Civil War, almost all of Bluffton was burned but its two churches stood. One is the Church of the Cross, built in 1854 at a cost of $5,000, designed to seat 600.
If you think Bluffton looks like a quaint little community and you want to move there, consider this. For the same geographical area, the population in the 2000 census was 1,275. In the 2010 census, it had grown to 12,530 for a growth rate of 883%. Too late! It has been discovered.
Remember Gullah Gullah Island? This is it, for real! We got to Beaufort during annual rendition of ‘The Original Gullah Festival.’ The Gullah culture and history is fascinating and much of it weaves its way into our lives. Remember Braer Rabbit and Disney’s ‘Song of the South’? Gullah legends. While the festival was going on, we checked out the wares and food but got on with our touring.
We bit the bullet and anted up for one of the carriage rides. It was a good way to see much of the historic city and hear the tales, both tall and true, from our guide. Much of the history dealt with Beaufort during the Civil War and afterwards. South Carolina was the first state to secede from the union and the writ of succession was written in the basement of the Rhett House.
There were many other majestic old homes and unfortunately, I cant remember the significance of all of them but I liked their looks.
We had been to Savannah once before in 2010. That time, we did the usual tourist stuff so we didn’t feel compelled to go do all that again. Savannah is home to Jimmie Kay’s favorite restaurant, or at least the restaurant with her favorite dish. The Olde Pink House was built as a Georgian Mansion for James Habersham, a cotton merchant in 1771. The home now houses the restaurant and it is consistently one of the highest ranked in Savannah. Jimmie Kay’s favorite dish is the Sweet Potato Stuffed Ravioli with Carmelized Vidalia Onions and Savory Cream Sauce. It is really awesome. I had the crabmeat stuffed Grouper which was also excellent. The hit of the evening however was a Chicken Pot Pie that was huge and perfectly done. An interesting appetizer was the Southern Sushi. It was smoked shrimp & grits, rolled in nori and then in coconut. It was then flash fried just to crisp the coconut. Delicious!
Savannah is such a neat, old and historical city. It is fun just to wander the streets and think back to the days of its infancy. River Street is now a series of bars, restaurants and tourist shops but the architecture is all original. Those buildings and streets were made to last. The story goes that the ships coming to Savannah to pick up cotton, indigo, etc., emptied their hulls of ballast before they loaded with cargo. It is that ballast that was used to build walls, buildings and to cobblestone streets. Whatever it was, it has lasted for hundreds of years.
While walking the streets of Savannah, we ran into a familiar face. Paula Deen was filming a video segment with a camera crew along the street market. I said to Jimmie Kay, ‘I think that’s Paula Deen on the other side of that carriage.’ Jimmie Kay walked around it, looked at her and said, ‘Honey Hush!’ Paula replied, ‘What are ya’ll doing?’ We spoke briefly and she was very gracious.
While strolling the streets, we saw an interesting logo on a sign. The sign said ‘Treylor Park’ and the logo was an airstream trailer. Being the RV people we are, we had to take a look.
It turns out that it has little to do with RVing. The owner’s name is Trey and the walls are decorated with old pictures of Airstreams. What an awesome place. We had a couple of drinks before dinner and then brought Todd and Vannessa back after dinner for dessert. Desserts were a bit off the wall. One was Fried Oreos and the other was a bacon brownie.
One day in Savannah, we were in the mood for seafood. Since Jimmie Kay doesn’t eat meat, if she sees fried green tomatoes on the menu, she gets them to make her a fried green tomato Po-Boy. Most places are usually accommodating. Our server, Laurie, said it shouldn’t be a problem and she did not disappoint! Not only was the sandwich beautiful, it was tasty as well. Add a little cocktail sauce and it is almost indistinguishable from a soft shelled crab Po-Boy. As she was bringing it out from the kitchen, the other servers were asking what it was. One restaurant that has done this for her actually added the sandwich to their menu! My low country boil was delicious but 6 shrimp was a bit skimpy. There was enough sausage, potatoes, corn, seasoned rice and cole slaw on the platter that I did not go away hungry. It was a very satisfying meal for us both and special thanks to Laurie for making it happen.
Hilton Head Island is a small world unto itself. We spent one day walking around the marina and another just hanging out on the beach. The marina is most known for its lighthouse which overlooks the 18th hole of the Harbor Town Golf Links where the PGA plays their tournament the week after the Masters.
One last thing…
When I was a kid in New Orleans, I was always amazed by the Spanish Moss hanging from all the trees all around the city. Over the years, it has become obvious that the amount of moss in the trees in New Orleans has decreased. It took this trip for me to realize why…
It has moved to the Low Country!
Next up, a 2 day stop at Dreher Island State Park in Lake Murray, just outside of Columbia SC.