As we made our way over a number of bridges over lowland marshes, with vibrant shades of green grasses interrupted only by glistening tide pools and landing egrets and herons, we arrived at McIntosh Lake RV Park, Exit 58 off of the I95. Situated next to a small, man-made lake, it’s a typical RV Park right off of an Interstate. But it really feels like we are in the middle of nowhere. The Rv-ers here a typical: white-haired, overweight, and from all over the country. Whenever I find myself in a place out of the way like this, I always wonder why anyone is here in the first place. Strangely enough, our next door neighbors are from England, they bought a huge RV coach and are traveling all over. Others have come for fishing, some work afar and live here part-time, one single man works for Coca Cola, another couple arrived last night from California, in an older Winnebago. Anyway, one group of older friends have formed a semi-circle, donning Uncle Sam red, white and blue cardboard hats.
Shaune spent most of the day working, so I took off in the car to Darien, Ga., a tiny riverside town about 10 miles south. Its biggest claim to fame is the King George Fort: the first fort built by the British in Georgia. There wasn’t much to see in the sleepy town itself, but the Spanish moss hanging from the Live Oak trees was pretty amazing. A few remains of ol
d Tabby buildings (a concrete like mixture, composed of Oyster shells and lime) were not far from the waterfront.Aside from that, other highlights included a run alongside Hwy 57, with semi trucks blasting past me, covering me with grit. I suppose, what does one expect from an RV park this close to an Interstate? Shaune finally broke down and purchased and Internet card, and he’s walking around boasting that the Internet can no longer hide from him! Anyway, it should make work for both of us more secure and reliable. After a trip to Brunswick, he came back with an inflatable canoe, which we promptly inflated and bobbed around in the lake at the park. It should be fun when we get to our next stop.
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