George and Linda - on our way to Osprey Marina - Waccamaw River
George walked to the local convenience store to get us some hot dogs for lunch and some additional breakfast items, and after breakfast aboard, we took a cab into town. One of the town council members was our driver and he regaled us with stories and opinions about politics for the entire 10 minute trip. We started out at the Visitors’ Center, and again opted for a narrated tram tour provided by Swamp Fox Tours for an over-view of the town, which is the 3rd oldest city in South Carolina and once rivaled Charleston as South Carolina’s major port. During its boom time of indigo and rice farming, Georgetown developed into a town with truly beautiful architecture, and many of its homes are marked with building plates from the 1700s, 1800s, and 1900s. We truly enjoyed our tour which included a visit to an African Methodist Episcopal Church, stories about General Francis Marion, a revolutionary war hero (aka Swamp Fox) who eluded the British and rescued American prisoners, narratives about the French Huguenots who settled the area as well as those specific to particular homes. Enormous oak trees and palmettos lined the streets, and Pat, in particular fell in love with the town. We will be sure to stop again and tour the revitalized downtown shopping area when we travel south in the Fall.
We returned to the boat at noon, cast off our lines, and headed out to the ICW. We now made our way up the lovely Waccamaw River, which we remembered from our trip two years ago. We were grateful to now see oak trees with Spanish moss along our way and speculated about the rice plantations which existed here years ago. Our destination was Osprey Marina on a sheltered turn-off only 29 miles away. We made great time and pulled into its gas-dock at 3:15 p.m. Even though we had filled up with fuel at Brunswick, Georgia only 6 days ago, George wanted to top off our tanks again, as the Osprey’s prices were also good. While he was doing this, Pat somehow slipped on the steps coming down from the fly-bridge, and fell down hard on the aft-deck on her behind. Though shaken, she immediately applied ice to her neck and tail area, and was well enough to have pizza, cocktails, and to play another game of “Train Dominoes” with everyone.
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