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Tuesday, 11/03/15 - Jekyll Island
In order to see the northern point of the island at low tide, we left our marina at 7:30am by bike. Though it was 5 miles to the point of the island, it was all via bike paths through beautiful, Spanish Moss-draped forests.
We thought James J. Kilpatrick's quote was appropriate as we biked through these lovely forests:
Spanish Moss: An indigenous, indestructible part of the southern character; it blurs, conceals, softens and wraps the hard limbs of hard times in a fringe shawl.
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William Horton's 1736 home was
en route to the island's northern point |
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| Driftwood beach on Jekyll Island |
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After our walk and ride around the island's point, we finally found a place to have a late breakfast at a golf course. Then, we headed over to the historic district for a wonderful tram tour of the 16 remaining homes that were part of the "club" in the late 1800's. Though all were abandoned in the 30's and 40's, they are now being lovingly restored. Our tour included visiting 2 of the homes.
Though photography was prohibited, Jim managed to sneak a few pictures of this old world opulence.
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| So many beautiful, old, abandoned homes!!! |
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| The living room of one of the "cottages" |
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| The ceiling in this sun room was hand painted rice paper, not wall paper! |
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| The entire upper floor of this home was a sculpture museum |
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| They have done a marvelous job restoring these old homes |
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| A nicely restored "red bug" - the predecessor of today's golf cart |
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| The original reflecting pool still works |
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| The "clubhouse" where all of the club members ate their meals |
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We decided to ride back into town to have dinner in the
grand ballroom in the club house. |
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A little port, a little chocolate & some
flowers. A perfect ending! |
After seeing the wonderful clubhouse, we couldn't help but want to have dinner here. We figured we could make the 2 mile bike jaunt at night with our nifty little headlights & tail lights on our bikes (which we had never used yet).
The bike trails were not lit so it was good we had our lights until...
As we walked out of the clubhouse after dinner, we could see lightning all around us but it wasn't raining - - - yet.
As we started to head back to our marina on the dark bike path, Jim's headlight quit working and Carol's tail light quit working. Sooo, Carol led the way with Jim keeping the tail lit until we got fairly close to the marina. Then, Carol's light quit. Argghhh. Boy, was it dark. The constant barrage of lightning lent a rather ominous feel to the whole area.
Fortunately, we made it back to the boat about 15 minutes before the rain hit. PTL!!!
