The South

It's a dangerous business, Frodo, going out of your door. You step out into the road, and if you don't keep your feet, there is no knowing where you might be swept off to." 
-Bilbo Baggins, The Fellowship of the Ring

What a week it's been so far! After saying farewell to Florida and sleeping in a Walmart parking lot, I arrived in Savannah on Saturday morning.  

I quickly found a safe place to park my car and began exploring the town. Savannah was exactly what I hoped and expected it to be. Everywhere you looked there were Civil War monuments, beautiful architecture, and lush foliage. It reminded me of New Orleans, but with a different energy to it. 

Unfortunately, the town also has a slight pothole problem which I discovered the hard way. That afternoon, as I was exploring in my car I felt a loud thud and within ten minutes I could tell my tire was deflating fast. The tire was under warranty with Discount Tires, but the nearest one was two hours away in Augusta! I had a spare, but it had already been patched up once and I didn't think I could depend on it for the rest of this trip so the following morning I said a premature farewell to Savannah and headed north to Augusta. 

Moped!

I've always loved this quote, hence putting it at the top of this blog post

Upon resolving the tire situation, I got back in my car and drove east to Charleston, South Carolina. The flat tire had inhibited me from getting the kind of shots I wanted in Savannah and I resolved to not let the same thing happen in Charleston. 

Like Savannah, Charleston is steeped in American History. It was a focal point during the American Revolution and was the birthplace of the Civil War. Walking around town, I half expected to turn the corner and see a regiment of redcoats standing in formation. 

St. Michael's Church, open for business since 1761

Early morning photo of the harbor with the Arthur Ravenel Bridge in the distance

Bike!

Botany Bay outside of Charleston. The beach is littered with seashells that crunch under your feet and desolate looking trees as far as the eye can see. 

After spending two nights in Charleston, I headed to Huntington Beach State Park just an hour and a half drive north. Despite driving through Louisiana, Florida, and Georgia, I had barely seen any alligators and was starting to worry that I'd get through this portion of the trip without getting a great shot of one. Huntington Beach fixed that. From mammoth gators to great blue herons, the wildlife here is abundant and I was really able to get some memorable shots. 

Beautiful sunset before the rain came in last night

Great Blue Heron

Some dude

I don't think he liked having his picture taken

I left Huntington Beach this morning after taking an early morning swim in the Atlantic. The plan was to camp tonight at Hammock Beach State Park in North Carolina, however, the only access to the campground is by ferry and the ferry is down. So it looks like another night at Chateau Walmart (which is not nearly as sketchy as it sounds) and tomorrow I'll head to the birthplace of flight: Kitty Hawk, North Carolina!