Monday we drove to Patriots Point to the Maritime Museum. It was incredible. You cannot imagine the size of an aircraft carrier loaded with helicopters, jets and radar airplanes. The USS Yorktown aircraft carrier was pretty spectacular. It’s the size of a small city. Also on site was the submarine USS Clamagore built in 1945 and a destroyer USS Laffey launched in 1943. I have never been on ships before. The submarine is not for the claustrophobic. We went onto the sub and down the first set of steps, not too bad. When we got inside I had to go right back out. Dan went through the small sub and said it was very tight. Glad I came back out. I have a lot of photos but I’ll only post a few here. My dad joined the navy near the end of WWII. He was only 16. I can say that even though he was only on a cargo ship for a few months that I am very proud that he volunteered to serve his country. Pretty good for the son of Greek immigrants.
The USS Clamagor
Move over Maverick, Toni is your wingman. I’m in the cockpit of an F9F Cougar.
The USS Yorktown
After an educational day at the maritime museum we ended the day at two oyster bars and an Irish pub! What a grand finish. Good thing we walked everywhere! Charleston is a really fun place to visit. The restaurants are the best and there is so much history. You will not be disappointed!
Fried green tomatoes at Amen Street Fish & Raw Bar and below the actual oysters.
Later in the night at the Oyster House. Dan has she crab soup, and grilled oysters. Topping the night was Irish coffee with Jamison’s and Reese’s Pie. Really glad we had to walk it off!
We will head back to Nashville on Tuesday with one stop at Congaree National Park and spend the night in Newport, Tennessee. We will have a rest and wash some clothes. Looking forward to the next adventure.
We left Sunday morning for Kiawah Island, home to the Kiawah Golf Club and the 2021 US Open.We had two destinations in mind. First we were going to see the Angel Oak on Johns Island. We got to the site and it didn’t open until 1 pm. So we drove over to Kiawah Island to a place called Beachwalkers Beach. You are supposed to be able to walk about a mile down the beach and watch dolphins feed almost any time of day. There is one problem. There are limited parking spaces and if the lot is full the city will turn you away. No parking anywhere else! We missed it. So back to Angel Oak. It is an oak believed to be 400-500 years old. It is unreal. Because developers began to encroach on the surrounding land, protests brought the city in and now it is protected. The pictures just don’t do it justice. As they say you had to be there.
After that we came back to Charleston and strolled down Meeting Street to the park passing old colonial mansions along the way. They are so majestic and well preserved. I love the secret gardens and fountains that were visible through the iron gates. One can imagine the grand parties and the beautiful ladies and gentlemen who attended them.
We finished the night at Tommy Condon’s Irish Pub. What’s a pub without a Smithwicks beer, right? Another fun day.
I made 3 artist cards last night. Yesterday was great day and I’m still trying to download a few photos. In the meantime, here are a few ATCs that I’m leaving around Charleston before we leave town.
Charleston is a fascinating city. We drove from Myrtle Beach down highway 17. We stopped at Huntington Beach State Park and visited Atalaya, the home of Anna and Archie Huntington. Archie was a philanthropist and writer. Anna was a twentieth century sculptor known for her realistic animal sculptures. They built the modern castle on land that had been a rice plantation. It’s a fascinating work of art. Anna loved all animals and she was a breeder of Scottish Deerhounds. There were also stalls for the horses, and even pens for the occasional bear. Anna would only use live models for her sculptures. It’s difficult to get a proper perspective of the house without being there. It’s like a giant labyrinth.
We entered Charleston over the Arthur Ravenel Jr. Bridge. It’s a suspension bridge that crosses the Cooper River. It’s quite impressive. It is a cable-stayed bridge that’s 575 feet high. The total length is 13,200 feet!
After settling in at the hotel we went for a walk to see what was nearby. Old Charleston reminds me of New Orleans. It’s a beautiful city with lots of old churches and historic buildings. The harbor park is beautiful and you can see Ft. Sumter in the distance and the USS Yorktown across the bay. We had dinner at Old Towne Grill & Seafood. It’s a Greek restaurant so of course we ate there. The owner was actually visiting Greece so I didn’t get to practice my Greek. The food was incredible! The avgolemeno soup was the best I’ve ever eaten. (No offense to my Annoula). I bought a large jar of their spices to bring home. Dan had moussaka and I had the gyro plate. We got Greek potatoes as our side. We did not leave hungry! I almost forgot the mention the dolmathes for an appetizer, along with a delicious Greek white wine.
We ended the night at the market. On Fridays and Saturdays they have local artisans and there were three buildings full of paintings, jewelry, stained glass and many unique items. Oh and the pralines…..well I bought a pound of them. They told me they would be good for 14 days! We’ll see if they make it home. I bought this lamp, can’t really explain how they put it together. The lighthouse painting is done on reclaimed tin from the area by an artist named James Trimm. He paints only with his fingers and fingernail.
What a great first day!
It’s early here in Myrtle Beach. I got up for sunrise but it seems that the 18,000 plus steps my Fitbit logged yesterday put a little kink in my knee! I do love walking on the beach. I must leave my high perch on “Mt. Olympus” and join the world of the mortals once again!
It won’t be so bad. Charleston awaits with its historic charm. We will be tourists there and I think there will be ample subjects to keep this photographer busy. I look forward to a new place with new adventures. So I leave you with a quiet moment. Take a deep breath and enjoy the moment.
I was walking the beach this morning and a larger shell caught my eye. I walked over to it and you can imagine my surprise when I got close. I have heard of message in a bottle but never seen message in a shell. I made a photo and left it there for the next person to read. I always wonder where things come from, where they have been, and why I happen upon them when I do. Interesting!
I haven’t been working in my art journal as much as I thought I would. The artist happy cards are a quick art fix. Thursday I glued some shells in my journal and added some doodles. It’s a happy beach page.