Edisto Beach, SC Trip – The Moon, The Sky, and The Sun

Helen and I are on the road again, enjoying three weeks of “glamping” in our RV. After an idle summer, we returned to action with a three-night trip to the Big South Fork with about 30 families from our church, which was a joyful experience. We brought our trailer back home on Sunday for unloading and reloading in preparation for our next trip…not so cheerful.

On Tuesday, I was in our bedroom when I heard a loud noise outside our bedroom window. Looking out, I saw our neighborhood landscaper’s truck up against the outside wall of the house. Next, Mortimer gave a warning, “Woof,” as the doorbell rang. I opened the door and met Jeff, the landscaper, who said, “I just had a bad accident.” His hands were shaking.

Jeff had left his truck running in the street while picking up some debris, and when he attempted to get back in, his foot slipped on the running board. He then grabbed the gearshift as he fell backwards. The truck went into drive. It moved forward, hitting my truck, bounced off, and hit our house. House ok–truck, not so much.

I assured Jeff that everything would work out, but I was concerned that we would have to postpone our long-anticipated trip to Edisto Beach. Remembering that my neighbor, Foster, had once mentioned an excellent body shop for vehicle repairs, I called him to get the name. Foster called Hardin Valley Body Shop for me. The next morning, a wrecker picked up the truck, and Mark, the shop owner, called to tell me that he would have the repairs completed by Monday morning. Mark made good on his word, and Helen, Mortimer, and I left for Cherokee, NC, the first stop on our trip. The Beaver Moon greeted us on the first night.

In Cherokee, the weather was beautiful, but a bit chilly. At nearly 2,500 feet in elevation, most of the fall color had disappeared, leaving only a trace. We had a lovely campsite beside SoCo Creek, where I spent some time watching ducks fishing for minnows while they were turned upside down in the creek. See if you can pick them out in this picture.

We left Cherokee after three nights of fun in the Casino. I did well — Helen cancelled me out. Next stop was Charleston, SC, and our son’s recently completed new home. Collin and Austin had torn down their previous home on a lovely lot overlooking a marsh and Charleston Harbor, and let a new home take its place. Collin also installed full hookups for our fifth-wheel beside the driveway so that Helen and I could use our trailer for a roomy Mother-In-Law Suite. We refer to the setup as CB’s RV Park.

After two nights in Charleston, we made the one-hour drive to Edisto Beach, where we have camped every November for the past eight (?) or so years. We’re there now. The first two days were frigid with morning temps in the low 30s and daytime temps in the upper 40s. We spent a lot of time indoors.

On Wednesday, we began a nice warm-up, and it was time to pull out the camping gear. It didn’t take us long to put up our tailgate tent and cooking tables, strategically placed to give us a nice view of the marsh between the island and the mainland. After setting up, we made it to the beach for a walk in the surf.

The past two days have offered splendid weather with clear skies, morning temperatures in the 50s, and afternoons in the 70s. I’ve taken advantage of the colorful evening clouds to capture some nice pictures to share. Last night I walked into the marsh to photograph the sunset. It was bright, but missing the clouds that would add a splash of drama.

The clouds at twilight were a delight for anyone holding a camera, and I clicked away. Here are a few examples of the show. (Click to enlarge any picture)

This morning, I rose early and went to the beach to capture the sunrise at 6:50 am. It did not disappoint. The picture at the top and the one below were worth the extra few minutes of sleep I sacrificed for the opportunity. I hope you agree.

We’re here for another week, with a great weather forecast. I’m eager to share the details, so please come back.