After another late night, Dad and I slept late. We didn't have a plan for the day so we decided to do a little sight seeing. We didn't want to take one of the tours so I searched online for a driving tour. I didn't have much luck but I thought we might be able to find something if we went downtown. Dad remembered a sushi restaurant we passed on St. Patrick's Day and suggested Sushi for our first meal. That was fine with me.
With all of the gps problems, I decided I'd be better off navigating by memory. Plus, I couldn't remember the name of the restaurant or the name of the street we were on so we headed toward downtown on Abercorn St. I tried to take some pictures once we got downtown, but all I got was
This was in front of a church but the light changed before I could get a picture of the church itself. I managed to find the restaurant but the special we'd seen had changed. Instead, we got the daily special of negri sushi and a california roll plus an extra order of Sashimi with octopus, squid, and yellowtail (I think). The restaurant was Sushi Zen and the food was pretty good. While we were eating, we decided to cross the bridge to South Carolina.
After eating, I saw the police near where we parked and rushed over to be certain we still had time on our parking pass. It turned out, they were there to move the trailer and we were in the way.
After eating, we crossed the bridge.
On the way back
We stopped at the visitor's center to see if there were any driving tours we could take ourselves, but they were only interested in selling the guided tours. I decided to go to Skidaway Island State Park instead.
Our route for the day:
On the way to Skidaway:
Since we weren't in a rush, when I saw the pier alongside the hwy, I decided to stop. To my surprise, we would be crossing Moon River.
Stitch Attempt (I'm getting better)
Dad on the pier:
Me on the pier:
There were people fishing off of the pier when we arrived. We watched them put chunks of raw chicken breast into a weighted basket. Their catch so far:
Local wildlife:
Trying to get a pic of Dad riding behind me. The strap got in the way, but it's still a good pic:
Over the shoulder (no strap)
Harry Truman Fwy on the way to Skidaway Island
Skidaway Island State Park is a small park that has camping, picnic shelters, trails through the marsh and a place for viewing wildlife. Skidaway Island has a rich marsh filled with oysters, mussels, clams, and whelks, that was once a hunting and ceremonial ground for Timucua Indians that lived in the area at least 4,000 years before General Oglethorpe first sailed up the Savannah River. The Timucua became extinct by the 1760s from European plagues and English-sponsored slaving after being targets of the Spanish Missionary and slave traders. The fossils of Georgia's mega-fauna, such as mastodons, mammoths, giant sloths, and native horses, which became extinct five to ten thousand years ago have been found on the island by paleontologists. It is definitely a place I will return to one day.
After riding around the island, we retraced part of our route to go to the beach at Tybee Island.
We spent an hour on the beach watching the water and the birds.
It was pretty dark by the time we left but we weren't that far from the hotel and made it back before midnight. It was another wonderful day spent with my Dad. It reminded me of when I was little and he used to take me places with him. I was a little sad that we would be leaving for home the next day.
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