A calm run north, shorts and tee shirts weather, it is balmy. The island is in sight. The anchorage is peaceful and shared with many others.
Launching the dinghy, the first time in two months. The motor has been overhauled, the clamps reattached, the davit motor replaced, as were all the lines.
We rode to shore and shared the darkening path with a beautiful doe, a raspy armadillo and lots of dung.
It is dusk in Cumberland Island Georgia, fifty miles of maritime forest trails, undeveloped beaches, wide marshes and 150 wild horses that have survived here since the Spanish set them free.
7 thoughts on “Cumberland Island Georgia”
Was beginning to worry no blog for 2 days. Sounds like a beautiful place.
Sounds pretty, Hope you’re enjoying yourself! Linda and John PS Sean got a 95 on his Physics test!! Graduation here we come! 😘
Kudos to Sean. I am so happy for you all. So far it has been a lot of fun.
You are the only one that worries about me. Thank you
Sounds like a very peaceful day.
Enjoying your journey via the blog! thanks for sharing. Eileen and Rich
supposed to be “your”..typo 😦