We slept in, and slept off all those martinis…. then, unplugged the rv and drove to Folly Beach. We had checked the tides and wanted to make sure that we were there for low tide, so we could find some shark teeth. We pulled straight up in front of Folly Beach pier, put on our jackets, gloves, and hats. It was bright and sunny, but freaking cold! Nicole wore her happy rain boots. They make her happy.
We started walking out the long pier, but quickly turned around when we realized we wanted to walk in the sand. We walked for four hours, scouring for our shark tooth and watching the star fish inch for cover in the shrinking tide pools. We saved at least a dozen stranded starfish, but did keep the big sand dollar, after much deliberation of whether it was really dead yet, or not.
As we were walking back towards the pier, and staring intently at the sand, Mom reached her whole arm back and across my chest, in that motion that a driver will do to a passenger in the car if they have to break fast. "Shark"! Only 20 feet away, so close to shore, it did indeed look like a shark fin. But, as it rode on the crest of the wave and then did a back flip out of it before it got too shallow, we realized it was one of a pair of dolphins frolicking in the waves. We watched as they played and gradually moved off down the coastline. We are crab burgers on the pier and watched the sunset.
It was dark when we reached back to the campground, so we drove around to see all the Christmas lights again. Apparently, all the displays were made by one man, who works here at James Island County Park. He's done an amazing job!
We're moving South with some really great memories from Charleston…
Soundtrack -
Ottis Redding (Sittin on the Dock of the Bay)
Etta James
Christmas Carols (been switching the station every time one came on, but had to listen to them through the Christmas lights!)
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