Monday, November 16, 2009

Hunting Island

My sister came down for the weekend and I was considerate enough to arrange for perfect weather. On Saturday we decided to head to Hunting Island, my absolute favorite of all the state parks in South Carolina.

If glitzy, ritzy, hoity-toity is your style well, stay away from Hunting Island. This place is one of the few down here (the only one I know of) that has severely limited development. No houses or restaurants, just a few old cottages and a store for people who are camping.

Oh yeah, and a tourist store by the lighthouse. The cast iron lighthouse. Incredibly cool.

At the end of the island (before you cross the bridge to Fripp. You know, where Pat Conroy lives!) is a marvelous fishing pier. My sister and I walked out to the end of it just in time to see the dolphins I had arranged (I spared no expense) swim by.

Not only did I arrange for dolphins, I also called in some favors and had an egret pose for us.

It was a stunner of a day, especially for November. I recommend this place to everyone. (From the end of the pier. Fripp Island is visible on the right.)

If you call ahead, I will even arrange all the nature stuff!


NouveauBlogger said...

Nice! I'm so there!

Kate said...

You are such a nice sister to call in all those favors! Can I be your friend? :)

Misfit in Paradise said...

Of course you are. The bad news is that I am back in Kentucky now. So if you want an up close and personal view of acres of mud, well I'm your girl!

Kate said...

Hmm. Well, we'll be getting plenty of mud up here in Maine next spring, so....

But yea! Friends! :)