7.10.2017

away


Last week we went away, my love and I.  It was our first vacation as parents (aside from that one awesome 36 hour stretch in NYC three years ago), and the little one stayed at home with nana.  We drove 5 hours southeast from here to Beaufort, SC.  Rented this adorable one-year-old tiny house in the historic district, an easy walk to the main street and waterfront. 

It was really, really good.

Because I neglected to keep a little journal of our days, (as I often like to do when we go exploring, even if it's just a simple note of what we did that day) I shall do so here.  Or I shall attempt to do so insomuch as my memory serves me a week and a half later.  And so, 

Day one:
Drove to Beaufort, checked in to adorable tiny home in the late afternoon.  Headed over the river to a bike shop to get new tubes, to a Publix for some provisions (er, drinks), and, most importantly- to a nearby seafood market for a pound of local shrimp.  Came back and opened said drinks and proceeded to cook a garlicky, shrimpy meal.  Was introduced to the newfangled wonders of smart TVs and amazed by all the music at my fingertips (one may think that since I am a fan of this journaling-on-the-interwebs thing that I am at least moderately aware of such things, such technologies...but I am not.  Not at all.  Poor Mike is so patient with his daft little Luddite). Listened to lots of Saint Paul and the Broken Bones.  And some other things too, but mostly that.  Continued developing an appreciation for rose.  Walked to town, checked out the waterfront, laughed at the ridiculously squeaky swing benches that lots of people insisted on swinging in anyway as they watched the sunset (because you know, I guess it's part of the experience) even though we were all quite aware of how loud and obnoxious they were.  Really- it was pretty funny.  Walked back.  Stayed up too late watching a long and somber movie.






Day two:
Rise and shine.  Breakfast.
Day trip to Savannah.  Rainy rainy.  Drinks and snacks at a brewery, lunch at a place on the river, then a drive out to see dear good friends.  A sweet visit, then a drive back to Beaufort in time to see the very pink and very lovely sunset down by the waterfront.  Music, bananagrams.









Day three:
A lot of adventure. (also, I painted my nails)

After breakfast we took the bikes down to Hunting Island State Park and rode on some trails.  Mike's chain broke so it made things..... interesting.  But he's a good sport and kinda just 'scootered' the bike along at the end. Walked out to the ocean on one of the trails and walked among the downed trees for a good long time.  Watched pelicans, listened to the waves telling us things.  Went down to the beach near the lighthouse and hung out for a bit- read, relaxed, ate lunch, swam.  Stopped back by the bike shop for a new chain, grabbed some more provisions (wine, more seafood from another local market- this time flounder and shrimp), headed back to the house.  While dinner cooked I walked around the neighborhood checking out some of the old homes.  Another delicious seafood meal.  And then after, because we hauled the kayaks all the way there (so really, we may as well use them) and because low tide was coinciding with sunset and we were told of a sandbar just a ways off from the town boat launch, we took the boats down to the waterfront and paddled out to the sandbar to watch the sunset.  It was pretty great (I didn't dare bring along my camera, so I have no photos, but it was beautiful).  We paddled back, got home in the dark and read and I played solitaire bananagrams like I sometimes do.
















Day four:

Obviously, it had to be another beach day.  When I realized that it had taken us until our third day of being so close to the ocean to actually stick our feet in it,  I was a little shocked.  How could we?!  That salty ocean air is one of my favorite medicines, after all.  I suppose we'd just gotten a little carried away with all the relaxing and the nothing and the seafood eating.  Ahhhhhh.

But first- A nice, slow morning.  I took my tea and book out to the stoop and played with the neighbors' cat.  A breakfast of salad greens topped with bacon and plantains, and then we rode off on the bikes in search of the Spanish Moss trail, a Rails-to-Trails trail that connects Beaufort with surrounding towns.  We rode through an old depot, over a couple bridges that took us across marshes, past an old fish-canning and pickle-making factory, and down to the southern end of the trail and back.  Rode through the historic district looking at some of the amazing old homes from the late 18th and early 19th centuries- from the great sprawling grand ones to the tumble-down and much more humble ones.  It had been a long time since I'd been on my old bike instead of riding the cargo bike with Claire (and usually a good bit of other stuff), and it felt so nice to just be pulling my own weight, literally.

After the bike ride we headed back to the beach for a long walk.  We walked from the lighthouse down past the campground (which is still closed due to last fall's Hurricane Matthew) and out to seemingly endless sandbars.  We explored.  Found five sand dollars.  Counted loggerhead nests.  Swam in the warm, warm sea.  Carried two stranded loons back to the water (their legs are so far back they cannot walk on land and sometimes get stranded with the tide and then have to wait hours and hours to get back to the sea- unless we happen upon them, that is).  Lingered.  This is another time I left the camera and I was quite disappointed by that, really- I'd have loved to have taken photos of the endless low-tide sandbars, and the lagoon, and of the softly crooning (not that one could tell that from a photo) stranded loons.  But alas.  Maybe I'll figure out how to put some of the photos from Mike's phone on here (see? Luddite).

Another fresh seafood dinner.  Whole red snapper and clams, for a change.  Because surely we can't eat only shrimp.






Day five:

Wake up, pack up.
Breakfast.

There had been talk of maybe taking the kayaks back out before we hit the road but neither of us wanted to get all wet and sandy before the drive, so we just took the morning slowly and then headed home to nana and our girl.

treasures

It was good, this trip.  For all of us.  In so many ways.

16 comments:

  1. sounds like you both had an excellent time and the vacation looks relaxing!

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    1. Hi Karen! we really did have an excellent time, YES. Now to just not wait so long before we get away again just the two of us.....

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  2. Wow! The little cottage looks perfect! What a wonderful getaway! Makes me want to visit there with my hubby, but were pretty far from SC.

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    1. It was such a sweet little place!

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  3. Also, would you mind sharing the name of the cottage that you rented? I want to file this in my mental "places I'd like to visit" cabinet! :)

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    1. absolutely- it is the Wren Guest House in Beaufort, SC- we found it here: https://www.airbnb.com/rooms/11303655

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  4. Just discovered you blog via Soulemama. Every much enjoying it!

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    1. thank you, thank you! It was such fun to share our little garden in her sweet space last week~

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  5. Loved the garden pictures on Soulemama and the way you described your love of gardening was magical. Such a way with words and photos. The pictures above...did you take a houseplant with you on vacation? That looks like one from your house:) Love the vacation post.
    Thanks for sharing.

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    1. thank you, Terri~ I really do appreciate your kind words. Ha! No we did not take a houseplant with us (though I admit that as soon as I read that question I thought..."oooooh, now there's a fun idea!" We do have an oxalis houseplant that sits in our dining room window though, so it was fun to see the same at the vacation house.

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  6. would love to have link to the rental in Beaufort if you don't mind sharing! I teach food studies at UNC in Chapel Hill--loved discovering your blog from Soulemama!

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    1. sure thing- it is the Wren Guest House in Beaufort, SC. We found it via airbnb, here: https://www.airbnb.com/rooms/11303655

      and thank you! it was such fun to share a bit of our world in her sweet space last week~

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  7. am i crazy or when last our 'paths' crossed you were in Buffalo, NY? I pictured online friends in various mixed up places, so maybe not! Anyway....so glad to see you again. And this beach trip!!! SOOOO relaxing and perfect in every way....we head to the NC shore (passing right through Asheville en route!!!) next week, but with 7 kids in tow (all the grands and their parents...so I guess that really makes it 11 'kids' in our eyes!) ----relaxing isn't going to be one of the adjectives we use. Fun, though, for sure!!!

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    1. Hello! No, I never was in Buffalo~ I did used to live in NJ, but I didn't start writing in this space until quite a while after moving down to Western NC. Nice to see you again, too! Am I remembering correctly that you participated in one of the online swaps that I hosted a few years ago? Or maybe I just recognize you from a blog hop or some other such thing...... maybe when Karen was hosting the Weekending posts? At any rate- I'm glad to have crossed paths with you again :)

      Oh you will pass right by us then! We are just a few miles off of I-40. That sounds like a super fun trip, for sure! I love the NC coast (most especially Ocracoke Island), but lately whenever we make it to the coast it's to the SC coast as it's a good bit closer for us. I hope you have an excellent beach trip!

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  8. Sounds like a wonderful, relaxing trip. I love the photo of you in the tree at the beach.

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    1. oh it really was! and what a gift to be able to relax and exhale TOGETHER without our parent hats on for a few days....

      thanks :) He snuck some photos while I was exploring on the downed trees.

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thanks for taking the time to read and comment~