Last night Bob and I had a great walkthrough and home cooked dinner with our homeowners after they picked us up at our hotel, but before that we had a lovely walk to a lighthouse on the southwest coast of Jersey.
We left the hotel via a series of steps off of their terrace and then through a small park.
The view from the lower terrace of the hotelFollowing Bob down the lovely landscaped path and stairsWhere we entered Coronation ParkOn our way out of the park
From the park, we crossed the street and began walking on the impressive trail along the beach. For a good portion of this trail, there are separate bike and pedestrian lanes.
Looking down the beach toward St. AubinA better view of the great walking trailSome nice seafront housing along the trailDitto, plus an old tower with an antennaSt Aubin’s FortWalking into St AubinThe Parish Hall in St Aubin where apparently a few tours begin
Shortly after entering St Aubin, we turned inland to walk the Rail Trail which took us all the way to the lighthouse. We started our walk at 12:45 and got to the lighthouse about 2:50.
The pretty, shaded Rail Trail along the old railway Our first glimpse of the southwest coast of the island Fun metalwork marking the footpath Corbiere Lighthouse, built in 1874 and accessible by causeway at low tideA happy tribute to the successful rescuing of all crew and passengers from a sinking shipThe impressive coast and equally impressive buildings A German infantry defense structure on the right and what we think is a hotel or innBob and the lighthouse
After walking down near the lighthouse but not crossing over to it as not low tide, we caught bus 22 back to the Cristina Hotel near the Cobiere Phare Hotel and German Naval Tower.
View of hotel and tower from closer to lighthouse View from our seats on the top of a double decker busDittoThe roads are wider here than in Guernsey, but you can see how close we got to the bus going in the opposite direction View as we walked back up to the hotelBack at the hotel, which we highly recommend for views and service
After our stay in Augusta, GA, Bob and I spent Saturday night at the Marriott Hotel near the Atlanta airport for our Sunday flight to London and then Jersey. Bob had also found a long-term parking option for the car near the hotel. The hotel was large, clean, and had a great fitness center. Unfortunately for us, the Concierge Lounge wasn’t open during our stay, so no free dinner Saturday night, but we had a great free breakfast Sunday morning at the Renaissance Hotel across the street.
We get free breakfasts at certain level Marriott hotels due to our membership status, and since their lounge isn’t open on Sunday mornings, they must have an agreement with the Renaissance Hotel (also a Marriott property) to provide the breakfast in their restaurant.
The sky train immediately next to our hotel that goes to the domestic terminal at the airport The view of the sky train rails and a convention center from our room
We had a long wait Sunday, as our flight didn’t depart until after 10 pm. We got a late checkout at the hotel, so we stayed in our room until 4:00 and then waited in the lobby and took turns walking around without luggage for another 2 hours. At 6:00, we walked to the sky train for the quick ride to the domestic terminal. We then boarded a bus near the sky train to take us to the international terminal. That was a longer ride than we expected, but we still had plenty of time for check in and security. Check-in there though was a bit of a stressor since no regular (non British Airways elite travelers) could be assisted until any elite traveler that showed up was checked in. We got through eventually and security was a breeze. I was worried that the wait times might be longer with the government shutdown, but everything went well and our flight left on time.
One thing that was new for us on this trip is that our flight into London landed at Heathrow Airport, but the flight to Jersey left from Gatwick Airport. We had 5 hours in between, but we were still a bit concerned about whether our flight would be on time and the customs and luggage pickup process and then the check-in and security process at Gatwick. Bob had scheduled us a car transfer service (Blackberry), so that we wouldn’t have to worry about figuring out a bus or train transfer.
Everything worked out really well. The longest wait was waiting for a gate after we landed at Heathrow. Customs and luggage pickup were very quick, and our car transfer driver (though a slow walker) was a great driver. The ride to Gatwick was 45 minutes. We spent most of the next 3 hours in a lounge.
We arrived into Jersey, where we were immediately welcomed on WhatsApp by our homeowner, and were into our hotel,The Hotel Cristina, by 6:45. This is a beautiful hotel with great views of Jersey and St. Aubin’s Bay. We had a quick drink in the bar last night while we looked over all the tourist info we picked up and a great free breakfast in the restaurant this morning.
Even though I slept for about 4 hours on the plane, I slept almost 12 hours last night. Bob didn’t sleep much at all on the plane to London, but a little on the short flight to Guernsey. He was awake before me this morning.
Some photos from our room.
This shows the restaurant where we had breakfast this morning.
Our homeowners will pick us up here at 6:00 this evening after work. We have paid for a late checkout at 1:00, then we’re going to do a 2+ hour walk to a lighthouse and then catch a bus back after looking around. Tomorrow evening after work when our homeowners head off on their cruise, we will be The Real Housesitters of Jersey.
Our last full day in Augusta and much more fall-like weather. It was in the mid 50s when we went out about 10 am this morning, but the feels like temp was in the high 40s.
We walked east along the Riverwalk, the opposite of yesterday, to check out the sculptures and the pedestrian bridge that crosses the Savannah River to North Augusta, South Carolina.
There were a number of flags along the walk with their names and the years they were flown. The blue one in front is the Bonnie Blue Flag flown from 1860-61, the unofficial first flag of the Confederacy.Some historical information “Lotus Blossom” by Beau Lyday“Book Bench — A Novel Idea” by Craig Gray“Bicycle Built for Two” by Jim Collin’sThe pedestrian bridge connecting Augusta, GA, and North Augusta, South Carolina. It is sadly, although not surprisingly, named the Jefferson Davis Memorial Bridge.
There were sculptures on the bridge as well as along the Riverwalk.
“Dance of Light” by Wenxie Xhang and Junhua Chang“Ruthless” by Flaminie Antonio“Bob T. Peck” by Bob L. and Kathy PeckThe view of downtown Augusta walking back from North Augusta
After stopping at a bakery that we had see from our hotel window (very dark with little selection so no purchases), Bob and I headed to the other side of the Marriott to go across the street to the Morris Museum of Art that we had passed on the Riverwalk yesterday.
This museum is the oldest in the country that is specifically devoted to the art and artists of the American South. It has over 6,000 pieces in its permanent collection of varies types — paintings, sculptures, art, glass, etc.
The entrance to the museum on the bottom floor of a building which also houses the Chamber of Commerce. The main exhibit area is on the second floor.The entrance was decorated for Halloween. This is “Megumi” by John Petry, 2011.This is a portrait of Major Archibald Butt by Francis Davis Millet, 1909. This caught my eye, as Bob and I crossed a bridge named in honor of Major Butt yesterday. He was born in Augusta, served under two presidents, and died on the Titanic.There was a whole room dedicated to paintings about the Civil War. These are “Battle of the Ironclads” by Gordon Hope Grant, 1951.I love the glass work! There was a whole roomful. This is “Tulip Vase” by Tommie Rush, 2015.There was also a room for Southern landscapes. This is “Bayou Teche” by Meyer Straus, 1870.“Georgia Red Clay” by Nell Choate Jones, 1946A window and seats in an exhibit hall“Daughters of the South” by Jonathan Green, 1993
Of course, Augusta is mostly known around the world for the Augusta National Golf Course and The Master’s Golf Tournament. As we aren’t members and the tournament isn’t going, we couldn’t get on the course, but we drove the 3.5 miles from downtown to at least get a feel of the area.
The area near the course is, like the rest of the city, is a bit up and down with nice (not grand) homes/buildings alongside pretty derelict ones. The course doesn’t have to worry about that though, as it is surrounded by heavy trees, large bushes so that you can’t see in and if you’re in you don’t have to see out.
A signed gate into the prestigious courseWe saw this cool building on our drive to and from the course. It is currently the Sacred Heart Community Center.
Late morning tomorrow, we will head to a hotel near the Atlanta Airport to spend one night before we fly out late Sunday night.
Besides the fact that Augusta, Georgia, lies on the Savannah River directly across from North Augusta, South Carolina, Wikipedia tells me that it has a population of just over 202,000, which makes it the 3rd largest city in Georgia after Atlanta and Columbus. I only know about it from the Master’s, but it has a great trail system, an art museum that we hope to visit, and some famous former residents, including Woodrow Wilson and James Brown.
Today, since no rain was in the forecast we hit the trails and then a bit of the James Brown Trail downtown. We started where we ended yesterday— on the pretty paved Riverwalk along the Savannah River directly behind our hotel. We headed west.
An overlook along the RiverwalkThe Morris Museum of Art, which is right next door to the Marriott Another pretty view of the Savannah RiverIn keeping with the education component of the trail, this is an old weather observation station. The average annual temperature for Augusta is 63 degrees F with 72% humidity.Augusta University is a 4 year public research university and academic medical center. It has a current enrollment of about 9,000 students.The Riverwalk
After we reached 13th Street (our hotel lies in between 9th and 10th Streets), we crossed onto the Augusta Canal River Levee Trail. The Savannah River is dammed to create a 13 mile canal through Augusta to supply the city with drinking water and power several small hydroelectric plants. The look of the trail changed, but it was still paved the entire way.
Starting out on the canal trail
We crossed a number of bridges on our walk.
A view of the canal from one of the bridgesFrisbee golf at Lake Olmstead Park, near one of the trailheads along the walkLake OlmsteadA sculpture of the Rocky Shoals Spider Lily, which still grows along the Savannah River and canal, but is considered imperiled in Georgia.A school group on a narrated boat tour on the canal.A bridge that we crossed to get back on the other side of the canal as we headed back into town Looking back along the canal“Navigating History” by Kathleen Girdler Engler, 2006.
The above sculpture was at the end of our canal walk near 13th Street and Walton Way (named for George Walton, one of the three men from Georgia to sign the Declaration of Independence). At this point, we switched to a basic map that we had picked up yesterday to see some of the highlights from James Brown’s history in Augusta.
While the “Hardest Working Man in Show Business” was born in Barnwell, South Carolina, his family moved to Augusta when he was a young child, and he considered Augusta his home. 9th Street in Augusta has been renamed James Brown Boulevard.
Based on where we had ended our canal walk, we decided to head to 7th Street to see his childhood home. On the way, we passed the Mother Trinity CME Church. He swept the floors in this church in exchange for being able to practice on their piano.
Mother Trinity CME Church
We were ultimately unsuccessful in finding his boyhood home. We were at the address indicated, but apparently they just wanted us to know where the home was, as the address provided is now a business in a not so great part of town. A local man asked what we were looking for and had no idea…
So back up 7th Street where we were to pass the James Brown Arena and Bell Auditorium. We got Bell Auditorium, as the arena has apparently been torn down to create a new auditorium. The pictures of the planned building were impressive and included building onto Bell Auditorium, where James Brown played a number of shows.
A side view of Bell Auditorium as ongoing street work k kept us from getting a front viewThe Imperial Theatre that James Brown used to rehearse with his band prior to touring. It is also where he would host his annual Christmas Toy Giveaway.
After all that I feel good, but you knew that I would right? 🎵🎶
On Tuesday afternoon, I left the sweet, fun Squeegee to check into the Four Points Marriott Hotel in Myrtle Beach to wait for Bob. He had flown to Iowa the day before for an appointment with a neurologist that had become available. Our homeowners were okay with him going. Our homeowners ended up coming home that night as well, so we chose to spend the night in a hotel as Bob was expecting to get in late.
The hotel was in an industrial area of Myrtle Beach closer to the airport.
And they apparently make room for a sleep disorders center, which is ironic as Bob has been having sleeping issues.This was our view from the room — the Intracoastal waterway.
Today, we left Myrtle Beach about 9:30 am to head to Augusta, Georgia, for a short visit before we fly to our next housesit. Augusta is in Georgia, but on the border of South Carolina, so almost all of our almost four drive today was in South Carolina. About an hour into our drive, we started seeing signs for Sparky’s. This is a large gas station/convenience store site (a la Texas-based Buc-ee’s). They sell just about everything (hermit crabs to flip flops to fudge and fireworks) and promote their clean bathrooms.
We were unimpressed. All staff seemed barely alive. It was kitschy and not in an attractive way, and their very small bathrooms were definitely not clean. We do not recommend Sparky’s.
Points for advertising though!
Once we arrived at the Marriott Suites in Augusta and got settled, we went out into the downtown area to check out the Visitors Center, Augusta and Co. This is a combo Visitors Center and store for local goods. It even provided a bit of local history.
Looking down Broad Street (main downtown street) in the rainA local distillery recommended by the staff at Augusta and Co. We stopped in to get out of the rain and had a drink.We walked back to the hotel along the Riverwalk along the Savannah River which separates Georgia and South Carolina.A statue in front of the stairs to the RiverwalkThe raised Riverwalk above river heightLooking across the Savannah River to the lovely large riverfront homesOur first analemmatic sundial, which tells solar time (not clock time) when a person stands on the date line. The shadow then points to the hour marks on the ellipsis.An amphitheater between the raised Riverwalk and the river right next to our hotel
Just to follow up on the results of Bob’s appointment, we learned that he is likely in the early stages of Parkinson’s disease. We’re in the process of absorbing this information (not entirely unexpected) and what that means for our immediate future.
Starting late last week, the weather forecast here showed nothing but rain and storms through the end of this week. We also began to hear about two storms in the Atlantic— Humberto and Imelda. It was clear fairly early on that Humberto would head further into the Atlantic away from the US eastern coast, but Imelda was moving much more slowly so it was harder to predict. And then for a few days it appeared to be headed right towards the coast of the Carolinas and emergency declarations were made by Governors to help with assistance in clean up after the anticipated storm. The city of Myrtle Beach made sand available for you to make sand bags to help protect property. It was all a bit alarming.
We were in communication with the home owners who had left us their hurricane kit with lots of water, blankets, a flashlight, and a radio. We were ready to fill the tub with water and move some outdoor furniture, and evacuate if needed, and then even Imelda decided that there was already enough chaos going on in the US that she didn’t need to be adding to it. Imelda went the way of Humberto, and we just got a good couple of days worth of much needed rain here and some high surf. No flooding or any wind damage. Whew, not the kind of excitement we want or need.
So since the sun is back out, at least through tomorrow, we’ve tried to get out and be a bit more active than we’ve been for the past few days.
Yesterday, we parked at Warbird Park and walked up to and around the lake near Market Commons and then over to Barnes and Noble to feed my puzzle book addiction. The Market Commons area is a development that we continue to find attractive with its cute homes, great parks, and walkability to retail and restaurants.
Love the rainbow of house colors DittoDitto squaredLooking across to the retail/restaurant areaA story walk along the children’s park on one side of the lake
Today, we drove about 16 miles south to Pawleys Island, another part of the 60 mile grand strand along the coast. We drove over a causeway to get to the Island, which is only about 3 miles long between an inter coastal waterway and the Atlantic Ocean. It is one of the oldest resort areas on the East Coast.
View as we crossed the causeway There are a number of these private piers across the street from the homes for fishing or tying up boats.The Pawleys Island House of Worship, which is actually the former Georgetown Pentecostal Holiness Church, which was disassembled and rebuilt here in 1947.Another view of a private pier in the inter coastal waterway between the island and mainlandOverlooking a small beach on the inter coastal waterway side on the southern tip of the island Walking onto a larger beachLooking across to the mainland The beach on the Atlantic side and the still choppy surfLooking north along the Atlantic coast Driving north on the main road of the islandOne of two inns on the islandA house on the islandThe old town hall, which was referred to as “The Shack,” the new town hall/police department building is nearby.A sign with some history about the islandMore homes and a fun mailbox The Pawleys Island General Store (PIGS) on the mainland
Today, Bob and I drove about 9 miles northeast of the house to Myrtle Beach State Park. Our homeowners kindly left us their pass to use at the two local state parks. We visited Huntington Beach State Park on our first excursion of the housesit. We delayed going to Myrtle Beach State Park until after the end of the big tourist season, but even today it had a lot of visitors.
The state park lies along part of the Grand Strand along the Atlantic Ocean between the city of Myrtle Beach to the north and Surfside Beach to the south. It opened in 1936, and is one of 16 South Carolina State Parks built by the Civilian Conservation Corps. It has a fishing pier, over 300 tent and campsites, 1 mile of undeveloped beach, and a couple of nature trails. We walked down the fishing pier, along part of the beach, on the boardwalk that parallels the beach, and on the nature trails. With the temp in the low 80s and a nice breeze, it was a great day for an outing.
While Hurricane Gabrielle is headed away from the coast, it is stirring up the waves, so a red flag advisory was posted.The beach isn’t too far from the airport, so we saw a number of planes coming in while we were there.The Atlantic Ocean, beach, and some of the protective dunes that parallel the shore.Walking out onto the pier. No charge to walk on it, but you do have to pay to fish.These chairs are everywhere. I finally decided to do the photo.Looking north towards downtown Myrtle BeachLots of people out fishing and/or enjoying the viewLooking south towards Surfside Beach from under the pavilion at the end of the pierAnd north from same location Looking back towards the beach and park areaA side view of the pierThe surf and tiny birds on the beachA picnic area near the camping section Walking north on the boardwalk And heading back southAnother view of beach and pierAn inletHeading out on the nature trailsA boardwalk in the woodsGood trail signage The trail map showed this as a pond. This is what we saw, although there may be more water present at high tide.
Bob and I used our tickets to Brookgreen Gardens again today to visit the indoor galleries that we hadn’t visited earlier. We visited four small galleries and were also able to see some outdoor statues that we hadn’t seen earlier since we walked a different route.
The first gallery we visited was the Brenda and Dick Rosen Gallery, where they were showcasing (along with items from their permanent collection) the National Sculpture Society Annual Awards Exhibition for the 26th year. These sculptures are for sale, so I’ve included the asking price where I have it just in case you’re interested in making a purchase.
A portrait of Anna Hyatt Huntington, the matriarch and original sculptor on this land. “El Cid Campeador” by Anna Hyatt Huntington, 1927.“Torso” by Madeleine Lord, welded steel, $4,200.“Atoned, Bateleur Eagle,” by Richard Burke, walnut wood, $9,390.“Moonshadow,” by Roger Martin, bronze, $6,200.“Interlude,” by Roderick Morgan, bronze, not for sale.“Eidolon X,” by Brendan Johnston, Norwegian rose marble, not for sale
The second gallery that we visited was the Offner Sculpture Center, which the volunteer working there described as their storage gallery, as it allows them to display the portion of their holdings that they can’t place on the grounds for various reasons. In this gallery, we were also able to watch a film of Richard McDermott Miller creating a sculpture, and we finally found a big head for Bob.
They have a large collection of medals, which I wouldn’t necessarily thought of as sculpture, but it does seem to be a different type of sculpture.
“Madeline Albright Medal,” by Marion Roller, bronze, 2015.The lower medals are “The Hermit Crab,” by Don Everhart II, bronze, 1991.“One of the 54th,” by Don Huntsman, bronze, 1992Bob with “Rome,” by Richard McDermott Miller, plaster, 1968More sculptures by Richard McDermott Miller
The third gallery we visited was the Bleifield Gallery. This one was all sculptures of animals — mostly birds.
“Least Bittern,” by Grainger McKoy, basswood, walnut, steel, and oil paint, 1987.
The last gallery we walked to, the Noble and Jennewein Galleries, didn’t have an exhibit, but was showing an overview film about the creation of Brookgreen Gardens. We always an enjoy a good overview film. On the walk to these galleries, we saw more outdoor sculptures.
“Resting Dancer,” by Harold Langland, bronze, 2000.“Raphell,” by Bruno Lucchesi, bronze, 1983“Joy of Motherhood,” by Willard Newman Hirsh, bronze.“Phryne Before the Judges,” by Albert Walter Wein, limestone, 1948
Also new today, a group of at least 50 people were doing yoga in one of the gardens this morning. It was the perfect setting. It’s just a lovely, serene place to spend some time.
Bob and I went back to Brookgreen Gardens today on our still valid tickets to see the remainder of the park — primarily the Lowcountry, heritage farm, and zoo areas. of course, we also saw more sculptures and more of the beautiful grounds.
The farm and zoo are part of their mission to showcase animals native to the Southeast, and many of the zoo animals seemed to be rescued after some type of injury. Many of them were well camouflaged in their environments and/or difficult to capture through the metal enclosures, so my apologies if the animal photos feel mostly like an eye test or a Where’s Waldo exercise.
“Ring of Bright Water” by Kent Ullberg.“Presidential Eagle” by Sandy Scott, 2004.“Parade” by Rosie Sandifer, 2002. The potted plants are out as the gardens are setting up for a plant sale on Saturday.“Heron, Grouse, and Loon” by Elliot Offner, 1992, in front of the Leonard Pavilion.A boat loading for a cruise along the Waccamaw River, which borders one side of the gardensA boardwalk through part of the Lowcountry exhibit, which discussed life on a rice plantation More Live Oak trees with Spanish mossA view of a swamp area along the Waccamaw River. This area started as swamp was converted to rice fields and has now been converted back into a swamp.A goatOn the way out, he stopped chewing and “posed” while I got his photo.Two Marsh Tacky horses. This breed was brought over by Spanish settlers in the 1500s.A children’s play areaA floral butterfly created by garden staff and volunteers in celebration of the 50th anniversary of the book, “The Very Hungry Caterpillar.”The entrance to the zooMarsh birds, like egretsA river otter eating a fish that was thrown to himThis sign kept us alert.A red fox, reallyTwo bald eaglesBob spotted this barn owl. 2 Roseate Spoonbills A bee exhibit And hive
Last week, Bob and I drove to the town of Conway, South Carolina, to visit the Horry County Museum. The drive into Conway made us curious to see more. We drove back today to walk their Riverwalk along the Waccamaw River and Kingston Lake and check out their downtown. We got more than we bargained for and continue to be impressed with this town.
We had seen on the local news that they had put up a big pumpkin in their Town Square but didn’t know that they consider themselves the City of Halloween.
Based on what we saw on our walks, we would definitely consider them the City of Halloween for anywhere. We parked by the marina, which is close to the Riverwalk and downtown.
This was the first thing we saw when we pulled up. The boat was blowing smoke and music was playing.Almost all of the exhibits were playing recorded voices or other noises or exhibit-appropriate music.The pretty marinaLooking down the Waccamaw River towards the bridge we drove in onThe Conway Outpost at one end of the marina parking lotI loved that there was a boat going by right as I was taking this.Til death do us part…Say what?!The end of the lineThe shaded RiverwalkWho ya gonna call?The Halloween themed version of the downtown signAnother Conway sign just off of the RiverwalkThere are a number of murals on downtown buildings The downtown theaterAnother decorated park downtown Lots of alleys downtown. Many provide outside seating for restaurants, but this one is dedicated to the local Coastal Carolina University and space for relaxation and fun.This is in the Town Square which looked like booths were being set up for an event.Hulk Hogan was talking trash to Andre the Giant when we walked by.