So we didn't make the carriage ride in time yesterday. There were slow going no wake zones and a rather choppy ride across Port Royal Sound and of course the stop by the sheriff ate up some time. We made Beaufort City Marina in a swift current and windy situation. I spotted some fellow Loopers docked on a trawler who saw us and jumped to our docking aid. Boaters helping boaters.
We put on some warm clothes and walked into town. Beaufort is MY city of choice in an alternate life. It oozes southern charm and style and the aura of American history is thick in the air. You can feel it everywhere there. Dave and I have spent some time in Beaufort in years past looking at homes, writing purchase offers and then chickening out and wasting realtor's time. We have tried to figure out a reason to be there long term but come up empty. Too far away from family. Family trumps all.
It was difficult choosing a restaurant because there were so many adorable ones to pick from. We found one that was just right and had a wonderful meal.
Next morning (today) was indeed my 64th birthday and I woke up to Dave singing Happy Birthday in my ear. This is my second birthday spent on a long boat journey. First one was when I turned 50 and we had made the crossing to Pt. Lucaya in the Bahamas. That morning I woke up to 50 pink, plastic, very tacky, flamingos attached all around the boat railing and a huge sign announcing my advanced age. Dave, John and Ryan had gotten up early to place the little pink birds all around. Haha Still owe them for that one.
We rescheduled the carriage for this morning.
We did this same carriage ride 14 years ago on the last trip up the East coast but it was worth repeating. We had the whole carriage to ourselves and a very interesting tour guide. I love the Civil War stories and history of the houses. Beaufort was one of the few southern cities that the Union did not burn. That's because they were garrisoned there.
There were dozens and dozens of huge oppulent mansions but this one would be just fine. It's called the Itty Bitty house.
These hundreds of years old live oak trees are amazing.
The branches that touch the ground are revered and called angel wings.
We had to continue with the mission North and shoved off.
It was sunny and calm and a smooth ride up the ICW to Charleston. We docked at Charleston City Marina on the Mega Dock row among vessels of beheamouth size. Our boat looked like a dinghy to one of them. But, those boats are run by crew and we are proud to say that we do it all ourselves.
After some wine and cheese on the back deck we were off.
Mike had the Uber app on is phone so we pretended to be Millenials and took our first Uber ride! Our kids should be so proud of us! I am hooked on Uber now. What a super idea. Our daughter Crissy who lives in Denver uses it all the time. I see why.
We went to the Market section downtown and checked out some of the chic little shops. Since it was my birthday the restaurant was my choice. I wanted to go back to a place where we had eaten years ago. Poogan's Porch.
It was written up in Southern Living magazine and it did not disappoint. I was in search of fried green tomatoes. I grew up on my mom's fried green tomatoes. It's not really a northern thing so when in the south I always look for some and also pimento cheese. After a 45 minute wait we enjoyed our meals including peanut butter pie in lieu of birthday cake. We sang the Beatles When I'm 64 at our table at the risk of embarrassing ourselves. Then the waiter and the rest of my entourage sang Happy Birthday to me. Carmen also face-timed me and sang to me. Such a lucky lady I am to be surrounded by all this love.
We waddled back to the street and I used my brand new Uber app. Our car was there in 3 minutes. It was his first night as a driver. We went back to our Mega Dock and walked around looking at the huge boats for awhile before turning in for the night.
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