Feb 04, 2015    This is our first day of not driving anywhere since we left home.  We didn’t arrive at the Jekyll Island Campground until almost 7:00 p.m. last night.  We were tired and hungry, but it was worth it to have been able to spend a little longer at Huntington Beach.   We will be here for three nights, two full days.    It was dusk  when we drove over the causeway  and it was as beautiful as I remembered.  We lucked out with a great site #8.

E T is turning out to be an awesome traveler.  This morning when I hooked her harness on to go exploring I think she was smiling.   We head out Clam Creek Road on the bike path headed to … Clam Creek Fishing Pier.  E T’s tail is wagging like crazy as we walk along.  There’s not a soul around, so  I break out in song. Lets call this story Barb’s Musical Adventure.  The name of my song is “If  You’re Happy and  You Know It Wag Your Tail”.  I’m singing,  E T is wagging her tail and I might have made an attempt to wag my tail a time to two also.  Suddenly, there are bicyclists passing us.   They turn around and look at us as they go by and they are  laughing.  Such a fun way to start the day 🙂  Too bad they weren’t talent scouts!

The only more spectacular fishing pier than the Clam Creek  that I have ever seen is the Gulf Shores, Alabama fishing pier.  The Clam Creek has Canopy Covers to shield the fisherman from the sun.  There are three separate “wings” to the pier which I’m guessing, when it’s full of fisherman is a sight to see.  I love to fish, but I can also picture myself and my lady friends setting up a card table  and  playing some Mahjongg under the protection of the canopy on a beautiful sunlit day while drinking Mint Juleps and enjoying the sights and sounds of the ocean.

We beach comb in the remote area.  It was low tide and we walked among what I’m going to call drift trees.  They should be driftwood, but for the strangest reason there roots are either holding them steadfast in the sand, or they are roots up stuck fast in the sand.  It’s a cloudy overcast day and the skies are threatening rain which gives the area a real eerie look.  We walk the paths, boardwalks and bridges of the marshes.  I was worried that since getting E T my bird sightings might be far and few between.  No way, she stops when she spots one and David and I have to find it.  She’s not walking by anything that she’s not sure of what it is.  She waits patiently while I take enough photos and the click of the camera startles the birds away.  Then E T feels it’s safe to continue.

It was a little after 10 a.m. when we started out and almost 2 p.m. when we started back. The time flew.  David is napping and I am typing, while raindrops are falling outside.  We got back just in time.