Day 8 Sunset Beach to Skidaway

 This was a travel day for us as we moved our rolling home south of Savanah to Skidaway Island, Georgia.  We left our most gracious hosts, the Millmans, and our travel companions, the Carloughs, around 9 AM.  Heading south, our first stop just outside Charleston, about 120 miles away, where we had one of the best barbecue meals we have ever consumed at the “Swig & Swine”.  Thank you Joni and Trip Advisor for discovering this gourmet paradise.  We both ordered a pulled pork sandwich and a side of corn pudding.  Magnifique!

 

Leaving the restaurant, we continued our southern journey, foregoing  spending anytime in Charleston, which we love, and have visited several times before.  We arrived at Skidaway Island State Park (248 miles from the Millmans) around 3:30 PM, just as the rain started to fall.  A guideline we try to follow when camping is the 330 rule, which Joni’s Uncle Monty shared with us many years ago.  Never travel more than 330 miles per day and always arrive at your campsite by 3:30 PM.  I think this was the first travel day that we met that guideline.

 

In celebration of this accomplishment we both took naps until our dinner time rendezvous with Joy and Paul Mance who have a home in Savanah.  Joy was a fellow English teacher at Massena Central High School where Joni and I both taught from 1973-1977.  We’ve maintained a close relationship with Joy over all the years, so it’s always a treat when we reconnect.  

We dined at the “Driftaway Café”.  We have eaten there several times before, their food is great, and it’s only about 8 miles from our campground.  Joni and I both had Tybee Tuna, and it was good.  Joy had salmon; she cleaned her plate, and Paul had fish and chips, and he too ate every crumb.

 

Leaving Paul & Joy at 9:00 PM, we returned to the campground an quickly fell asleep as the rain continued to fall.