Despite my clumsy falling-and-spraining-my-knee episode, we had a great time.
[I think I have eaten my fill of shrimp for a few months!]
Here is our visit to Hunting Island, the next Island north of Fripp (which is a gated, private resort).
Hunting Island is one of the few South Carolina State Parks with beach access and camping.
It was hard hit by Hurricane Matthew in 2016, and the park was closed for a long time, much to the consternation of all who like to visit. There are still a lot of fallen trees and riff-raff on the beach and throughout the island. Slowly, the state is getting it cleaned up, and rebuilding demolished structures.
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| Severo, me, Mom |
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| Mom and Severo survey the beach. |
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| Beach vista. The "foam" on the sand is soap suds. I don't know why. |
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| Beach feet. |
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| How to dress in an uncoordinated manner, plus cane. A non-fashion comfort statement! |
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| Driving around to the lagoon, rustic road! |
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| At the lagoon, with tilting palms -- result of the hurricane. |
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| Waterlogue (digital watercolor) of the lagoon. |
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| The Hunting Island lighthouse, as seen through one of the display shed's windows. |
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| The lighthouse, which one can climb for a $2 admission fee. We didn't. |
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| Unintentional selfie outtake, as one does when everyone is 60+. The tilted horizon adds to the whole effect. |
Patti's Visible Monday
Catherine's #iwillwearwhatilike
Shelbee's Spread the Kindness
Judith's (April) Hat Attack
