Sunday, October 26, 2014
So Renita packed our lunch and it was a short drive to Anastasia State Park. After paying the eight dollar entry fee, (a little high but it keeps people away), we parked in the mostly empty beach lot. It was a little cold, seventy five degrees, but the north wind wasn't very strong as we carried the lawn chairs across the long boardwalk.
Several horseshoe crab exoskeletons had washed up, they must be molting, and we even came across a threatening to-dee-loo crab, (called to-dee-loos because they usually run away when you approach).
It was safe however, too small for a crab boil, and we continued our stroll with Renita walking the high tide line and me wading in the warm waters. I stopped to look for sharks teeth but didn't find any even though others showed up and bent over scanning for the small brown fossils, (the ones here are brown instead of the black color we found in Aurora, North Carolina.
Friday, October 24, 2014
Thursday, October 23, 2014
So when we approached the exterior of the Basilica we saw a sign for a temporary entrance to the side of the church and then another sign that told of the current restoration project. Still we were able to enter and enjoy the beauty of the altar area and the side chapel of Mary. Taking a moment to say a prayer of thanks for our safe journey, we enjoyed the beauty of the ceilings frescoes and the intricate detail of the stained glass windows.
Wednesday, October 22, 2014
Driving to Tybee Island took us through the city and down a beautiful oak lined street. Spanish moss draped the trees and nothing else makes you feel like being down south than being under the bearded oaks. Renita drove and while she struggled a bit with our large truck she did an admirable job and made it down the shaded avenue.
Renita parked the truck at the Lighthouse parking lot, one of the few places free with a light house tour ticket, It was nice to see the senior rate and as parking on the island costs two dollars an hour it was like getting to see the lighthouse for free. A volunteer described the lighthouse grounds and museum and gave us all a warm welcome to the place.
Feeling somewhat acrophobic, (I prefer solid mountain tops to man made structures), I forced myself to look down the Towers side. Renita never made any comments about the height and easily walked along the outside of the narrow metal grate and handrail.
Walking the beach, Renita commented on the scarcity of shells, but still managed to glean a few pieces for her ever growing collection. Still shells are kind of like rocks, you can never have enough,
and there is always room somewhere in our traveling house.
Returning to Savannah we just missed the rush hour traffic It had been a good day, as every day retired has been, and who could ask for more than a day visiting a light house and a day of history in Savannah, Georgia! Clear skies
Saturday, October 18, 2014
Arriving in Aurora we first headed down a road toward one of the local phosphate mines.
So after a few images and a brief walk in the ditches we were back to Aurora where we were greeted by the towns water tower which proudly proclaimed, 'I Dig Aurora". Driving past several rock piles we parked in front of the Museum. I was like a little kid and couldn't wait until we got inside, but I waited patiently for the others by studying the front window displays.
Inside we were warmly greeted by a volunteer who gave us a through explanation of the many fossil types we would see. He explained the nonprofit foundation, and kindly offered us a personal tour of the facilities.
Across the street was another building which, while filled with more local fossils, included rock and mineral samples. The guide told us that the local mine donated truck full of materials and that they had just turned it over so there were lots of fossil being found.
After eating a quick lunch we headed back to other piles of rock scattered throughout the town and we found quite a bit more to add to our sacks. Time was running out and so we went back into the museum where we purchased a large megladon tooth along with some Ethiopean opal rough and Canadian Fossil Ammolites, opalized.
Tuesday, October 14, 2014
After spending a day at their new house we decided to head to Washington, North Carolina, for lunch and a stroll and some birding, along the Pamlico Sound. The river is actually the Tar River, related to how the Tar Heels got their name, with the river changing its name at Washington, NC, to the Pamlico river as it enters the Pamlico Sound.
Friday, October 10, 2014
The next morning found us at the visitor center where we bought way to many booklets but it provided us with info for three places to experience, Newfound Gap, Clingmans Dome and the Roaring Fork Motor Trail.
New Found Gap was so crowded that we barely found a place to park before strolling along the walkway. Artists were lining some of the good spots and we envied their ability as we imagined our friends Alan and Sharon among them.
It was cold and partly cloudy as we began our hike to the top. Visibility was limited but it didn't really matter as the whole purpose was to reach the top and so we started up the paved trail. Crowded with other hikers there were even people pushing their kids in strollers, even though it was not recommended.
Reaching the top we were surprised to find that a cement tower had been erected to acomidate the throng and so we asked the volunteer where was true high point. He directed us to a spot next to one of the pillars and told us that we were now straddling the North Carolina/Tennessee border. He also told us that the geodesic marked had been removed.
Now our visit to the park was so short that Renita didn't even get a chance to shop but she didn't complain as we had enjoyed a nice and steep but short hike and a challenging drive down a narrow obstacle filled trail., A good day in The Great Smokey Mountains national Park. Clear skies.