After spending all morning in a truck stop getting our transmission fluid changed on the motorhome, we were anxious to get out of Florida. Finally we crossed the border and since we'd been to Jekyll Island we decided to camp near St. Simons Island in Georgia. As luck would have it today was the hottest day so far this year and we were sweltering when we stopped. Once we stop in our RV the heat from the engine radiates back into the rig until it cools down. Luckily we have two air conditioners. Above is a tree spirit carved into an oak tree to honor a sailor who drowned on a ship made from the island's oak trees. The tree spirits of St. Simons Island are carved by sculptor Keith Jennings.
If you click on the link to St. Simons Island you can see the whole coast is lined with barrier islands. Each one with it's coastal beaches, marshes and beds of sea grasses lining the rivers that drain to the ocean. St. Simons differs greatly from Jekyll Island. St. Simons streets are lined with live oaks shading the roads and homes of every size and architecture. And there are several sections with lots of shops and restaurants. Whereas Jekyll Island is sparcely populated and more grasses than oaks. I like them both for the opposites they provide. Click this link to see my post about Jekyll Island. St. Simons also boasts the newly restored lighthouse and accompanying structures of keeper's dwelling museum and maritime museum at the historic coast guard station. Hopefully we'll get a chance to visit them all.
The earliest people of this area and northern Florida were the Timucuan Native Americans. There is a mound at the end of the island where 30 Native Americans are buried. The Timucuan peoples were made up of clans who spoke different dialects. They were a semi agricultural people who cultivated corn, beans squash, vegetables and tobacco cultivated by the women. The men hunted game and collected shell fish. They adorned their bodies with tattoos and wore many necklaces made of shells. Tattoos were made by poking the skin and rubbing ash into the wound.
We left the cats to calm down in our air conditioned rig and relax and we took a drive out to the end of the island and to have some dinner at Crabdaddys. I had blackened scallops and Gary has salmon with a cream sauce, both were delicious. I had forgotten to thaw out some of the fish we have stock piled in our refrigerator. We can't go out to eat too often as it's too costly for our budget, but once in a while I guess we'll splurge.
Later we did a driving tour of the island and stopped at one of the beaches to see the ocean. We walked through a wet sandy beach till our shoes were thick with sand. I think we finally might be on vacation. (all images borrowed from the net). Thanks for reading and for all your comments.