Wednesday, February 18
During our morning walk I noticed that the park was noisy on account of some construction going on somewhere over the lake. No big deal, just strange. I thought it was a quiet place.
We saw three very small deer.
Getting ready to leave, I noticed on the map that
we're not far from Vidalia. Cool. I wish I’d known that—I might have cruised
over to pick up a bag of sweet onions.
It was a nice morning for driving, warming up to 75 degrees but partly cloudy
so we weren’t excessively hot. Ed spent most of the drive obsessing about other
drivers pulling over "too soon" after passing. Oh well. I guess we
have to all have something to annoy ourselves with. For me, it’s campers with
outdoor lighting.
I did make these notes: Road to Savannah very flat. Without leaves very barren. Even the pines look forlorn.
We arrived at Fort McAllister State Historic Site, and it was pretty nice. Very nice, actually. We were in site 19, pull-thru, water and electric. The only fault I would find is that it’s only 30-amp. But that works.
The campground is a big loop containing multiple rows of sites: a row of full hookup sites, a couple of rows of water/electric sites, and then an area of tent sites. Molly and I were able to take our walks down to the boat ramp and fishing dock, and it was very pretty with lots of little palmettos and big magnolia trees, plus oaks and stuff. It was very strange to me to see magnolias growing wild! Where I come from, the only ones you see were planted in city neighborhoods.
Boat ramp
The fort had a big building but we didn't go in.
Since we arrived so early and had the next two days reserved for trips to Savannah, Ed and I drove down to the Fort and walked through the museum and the displays. It was pretty cool. They’d reconstructed all the earthworks—bunkers and enclosures for heating iron hot and holes for cannons to shoot across the channel. It’s a pretty famous civil war battle site, I’m told.
Reconstructed earth works, we walked all over.
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