A Charming Town

Georgetown  

It is so nice to visit a thriving small waterfront town. I'm sure it has its struggles as does every other town, but Georgetown has its presentation all together and we are so glad that we stopped in for a two-night stay. Redevelopment of a lot next to the marina provided a bit more noise than we're used to. But, truth be told, the heavy equipment wasn't any more irritating than some roosters we encountered in The Bahamas. The yellow construction equipment sprang to life around 7:30 this morning and continued to demolish an old brick building. A boutique hotel will occupy this prime real estate in the near future. Glenda and I were totally thrilled with our seafood purchases yesterday and the dinners we each made with our scallops and shrimp. Our first order of business today was to walk back over to Independence Seafood and pick up a bit more fresh catch for our journeys home. Fresh is best and we try to buy direct when we can, whether its lobster and grouper in The Bahamas or the shrimp and scallops here. The price of crab is even crazier than when we left Virginia in December. At $55 a pound for jumbo lump, crabcakes for us are few and far between these days. We were blessed with another beautiful day. The shrimp boats were all docked. The stately Fyffe House (c. 1765) has a great view of the waterfront from a wonderful wrap-around porch.    

A quick return to the boats was made to get the shrimp and scallops packaged and in the freezer. Glenda and I then set out on another walk that would lead us past more live oaks and stunning homes. Our destination was Carolina Creations Salon where Glenda was fortunate to have booked a haircut with Debra, the owner. I have 12 days to wait until for my first cut in five months. I hope I make it that long without pulling out the scissors. When she was done, we called the boys and met them at Old Georgetown Creamery for some afternoon refreshment. I had a cone of Rich & Famous (brownie and cookie dough chunks in vanilla). Glenda and I then walked through several stores while Barry, Greg, Jaxon, and Cooper stayed outside on a bench. Once again I'll mention that Front Street is lined with busy shops and restaurants. It was good to see so many local department stores and specialty shops.   

Barry and I then went into the South Carolina Maritime Museum for a look around their interesting displays. A large propeller leaned against an exterior wall. The original Fresnel lens from the Georgetown Light occupied a large space, front and center. There were several model ships that accompanied historic photographs. There was a large section devoted to the slave trade. The round upstairs window provided a good of the Sampit River. After the museum, we took the long way back to Crossroads and walked the perimeter of the Historic District. The entire 3x8 block area is part of the National Historic Register. Massive live oaks lined all the streets. The William Doyle Morgan House (c. 1880) stands on a prime corner lot.  

Every yard was well-manicured and not a single item of trash was seen by the side of the roads. We returned to Crossroads with enough time left to do some laundry onboard and finish another book in the warm sun on Fiberglass Beach. For dinner we went back to Front Street for a delicious meal at Rollin Local. We walked back to the marina along the Harborwalk.

The alligator from yesterday was still lurking, but today had a friend along. I got a better picture of the gator, and then we left them to their business. The evening was a little chilly, but I did not need the sweatshirt while in the sun. Daylight was beginning to disappear as we passed the town clock. Street lamps were beginning to glow. We returned to Crossroads and made some final preparations for tomorrow's 6:00 am departure to Southport, NC.