High Tide
We enjoyed a few days on Jekyll Island again! At this time of year the salt marsh is a golden colour thus the name “Golden Isles.” Biking and golfing are great here and we enjoyed both.
The campground is in a live oak forest making a beautiful setting though we wish they would pave the main roads in there at least to keep the dust down and upgrade the washroom and laundry facilities. Still, it is worth another visit to this great Island. There are excellent restaurants, entertainment, an amazing beach, nature and biking trails, 3 and ½ golf courses,
a loggerhead turtle hospital, an historic district and a most amazing peaceful feeling.
Okay, there are gators there but they do not really bother us.
The history of Jekyll is fascinating and I never tire of visiting the Historic District/Museum.
I took a picture of the bay window at Goodyear “Cottage” which is being used as an art gallery. I did get in trouble for this…I wasn’t thinking; it is a common rule in museums and art galleries! The Jekyll Island Club Hotel is a stunning building and when visiting there you can’t help but sense the extravagance and historical significance of its heyday.
The price to stay there is actually not prohibitive…it’s on my bucket list. We have dined there and visited the shops and bars of course! Love it!
We noticed high tide to be higher than we had ever seen it before and we have visited here frequently! In a couple of places the water was coming over the path. Also, a river had carved itself through part of Driftwood Beach to the ocean. The best answer we could get about the higher tide was that the moon was full. I guess that makes sense but we couldn’t believe the difference!
Armchair Astronomer
Last night after supper we went for a walk and stopped by the small room behind the bath house/laundry room to see what the “Astronomy Show” was all about. A gentleman from Atlanta was there and we chatted with him about where we were from and where we have been. He is a coastal Georgian going back “200 years” and was glad to hear that most of his recommended highlights we had already seen. This fellow also does tours in the Okeefenokee Swamp, a humungous gator infested swamp that I will never forget. We really hadn’t decided whether we were going to take in the “show” but felt it would be rude to leave now that we had conversed with this southern drawler.
A few other campers showed up and the talk about space, the universe, galaxies and how it all got started ensued. Astronomy guy is passionate about space but a little stuck on Hubble and “light %$#$%” gobbledy gook. His slide pictures were outdated but his smooth voice was easy to listen to and he had some fine phrases. “I hesitate to tell you this since you won’t believe it.” But here I go; the chairs were folding metal and highly uncomfortable so 2 ½ hour later we were feeling pretty uncomfortable. When the harsh florescent lights came back on I could barely resist the urge to un-pretzel myself and get out of there. He asked if there were any questions and all I could think of was “how do you get from the swamp to outer space?”
In truth, his talk was thought provoking and entertaining but we were disappointed that his telescope was in the shop. We had a whole new perspective on the full moon on the walk back to the campsite however.