South Carolina
We’ve been pretty laid back in our travels. Took a short drive down to Georgetown. Third oldest town in the South Caolina. Believe the sign said 1729. Very lovely with lots of old homes. Some how they manage to keep a pretty boardwalk along the river and a steel mill and a paper plant. None of it seems to clash.
This is the area they call the Low Country. Looking out today at the rain, and the flooded parking area, I guess I see why. Yes the rains finally came, but it’s not too cold, and will be gone in a few days. It was busy in the camp over the holiday. They have an ingenious system. People store their RV’s here, then call ahead, and the park brings them out of storage and places them on a lot, then when they leave they wheel it back off the lot. This seems like a wonderful idea, even for the west. So many places you have to pay for storage anyway.
The Bluegrass festival was good. The location, a very large auditorium, didn’t have the proper acoustics for a show like this, but it certainly was well attended. Jeff Foxworthy would have been proud of all the red necks in their caps and tractor shirts. Best group we heard was IIIrd Time Out. Rhonda Vincent was ok too, except couldn’t understand a thing she said. It was a fun experience. Saw six excellent bands we would never have seen if we hadn’t gone.
Some of the pictures will be of Huntington Park, some taken on Pawleys Island. In the 1850’s Southerners started raising rice. The plantation owners built homes on the Island for the summer season. Unbelievably a few of the original structures are still inhabited. One book called it “the fashionably shabby” area. Lots of wonderful looking restaurants.
Seafood is king, here.