At the start of 2015, I made a list of things I wanted to do and see as my resolutions. I’ve achieved about 75% of them to date, the latest of which was our trip to Daufuskie Island, SC.
It’s actually a bigger island than Tybee, but with about 200 full-time residents and accessible only by boat, it’s a whole ‘nother world over there. The weekend we planned to go, hurricane Joaquin was starting to look like it might glance our area of the coast. My sweet sister-in-law texted me to offer their Charlotte-area home as a haven in the storm if we needed to evacuate. I responded that we were headed to an island completely cut off from the mainland with no grocery store, so I was sure we’d be fine (sarcasm implied).
If you don’t have a boat (we don’t, but if you’re reading this post and you do, I’d love to be friends and go for a boat ride!), getting to Daufuskie is actually kinda hard. I had heard that the Westin Hotel had a ferry service, but after speaking to the concierge, realized it was a reciprocal hotel service offered only to people staying at the Bloody Point resort. She suggested that I call the resort directly but their response was also that the ferry was limited to their guests. There is a ferry service out of Hilton Head, but driving all the way there to catch a boat seemed crazy. The closest charter I found was out of Bluffton, SC, and he quoted me $150 for the three of us to go over on Friday and pick us up again on Sunday. Again, driving there seemed to defeat the purpose of needing a boat ride! Luckily, some friends who happen to own a marina said they’d give us a lift.
That Friday dawned as the first real cool day we’d had, so we bundled up for the boat ride over, which would take between 45 minutes and an hour.
Jack is always up for an adventure!
As usual, Krypto not so much into adventure.
It was cloudy and threatening to rain, but we made it over without any precipitation. We were staying at a house on the back of the island with its own dock, just behind Marshside Mama’s and the public dock. Our captain expertly tied up and helped us disembark with our stuff, the majority of which was food b/c there is no grocery store so we had to pack 3 days’ worth of
booze meals. Fortunately, one of my brothers had just sent me a selection from Omaha Steaks for my birthday, so we had plenty of meaty deliciousness for the trip. Of course our captain knew the home’s owner and showed us right to it. It was a charming cottage that at one point had been the island’s post office!
Looking out at the dock.
It was still pretty early when we got settled in…a perfect opportunity for a nap while the rain finally started in earnest. We enjoyed a lazy day of watching dvds, playing cards, and exploring our immediate surroundings (with the added bonus of day drinking because we walked everywhere!), including the little playground next door at Marshside Mama’s. Much to Jack’s (ok, and mine) delight, they had an old-school, metal merry-go-round like those from the days of my youth that I thought had more or less been outlawed by the playground safety police. (image found online, not a pic of actual one we played on)
Vacationing with Tyler Rule # 31, if you see a historical sign, pose with it for picture:
Jack looks like he is practicing his Abercrombie & Fitch catalog pose
This was a little raised oyster shell area just off the boat launch. If you look closely, you can see two horseshoe crabs mating in the surf, so technically, Jack was still getting some maritime education despite skipping a school day.
On Saturday, Tyler called around to rent a golf cart. One place answered that they didn’t have any left and suggested (who else?) Bloody Point. The gal, Brandy, was even nice enough to offer to pick Tyler up when she was out and about later (Tyler did not take my advice to thank her by saying she was a “fine girl.”). That’s on par with Tybee randomium levels in my book. Since she wasn’t really an ax murderer, Tyler returned a little later and we had the afternoon to explore the island by golf cart.
Added to the list of modes of transportation that Krypto doesn’t like: golf carts.
Despite the numerous signs posted prohibiting non-licensed drivers of golf carts, we let Jack take a turn driving and he loved it.
In addition to the island’s natural beauty, there is really quite a bit to see, from cemeteries and tabby ruins to a winery and a surprisingly large community garden with cows, chickens, goats, and more.
The winery did not appear to be open.
We stopped at the main stretch of beach, with seafoam spray and huge homes reminiscent of the California coastline (except these millionaires also have minions to grocery shop by boat to Hilton Head!).
We popped into the Freeport Marina for cokes and poked around at the general store. I discovered that they do have a liquor store on the island, so I was relieved on behalf of the residents. It’s a tiny little cottage with steps, which made me think perhaps an ADA-compliance lawsuit would be in order and I could retire rich and get some grocery-shopping minions of my own.
ABC (Liquor) Store, also apparently not open.
The Old Daufuskie Crab Company is in the same vicinity and we decided to stop for a bite to eat. There were a bunch of fraternity brahs playing beer pong in the rain by the tiki hut bar and a big sign saying “no dogs allowed inside,” but because
no one else was eating there Krypto is so cute, the manager allowed us to sit inside.
Brahs to the left, outside camera view.
They had some cool artifacts on display from Daufuskie’s hey dey as an oyster harvesting community.
I’m pretty sure every state in the US has a city named Marion…Daufuskie even has streets named after us!
Saturday night, Tyler and I ducked out to Marshside Mama’s for a beer. Good times!
Enjoying the view from the dock.
The road near our cottage.
This sign just made me laugh.
All in all, it was a great weekend. When you live somewhere that throws a parade almost every other weekend, sometimes it’s nice to go somewhere super laid back. Getting away helped me better appreciate what we do have, like an amazing elementary school, a bridge (albeit prone to accidents and closures), a grocery store, and ADA-accessible liquor stores.