Family Photostrips

Greetings everyone.  It's time for me to wrap up my Storytime from the recent Coastal Caravan.  

We all came home on such a high, but this past week has been very emotional.  First came the scary diagnosis of cancer in Murphy's lower jawbone, then the rollercoaster ride of the election, followed by the wildfires in our beloved mountains.  There have been times this week that Momma Sharon could hardly come to grips with it all.

I have a few leftover snapshots of the faces behind all our fun to share with you and then I'll be signing off for 2016 to begin my winter hibernation.  It's been a great camping season with my Camper Mom, Aunt Becky, Murphy and Gracie, and all our friends.  Thanks for following our adventures and reading my Stories!!

"Peace, Love, & Family"

"Wouldn't It Be Fun If . . . ."

Every single time Momma Sharon and Aunt Becky were out and about on Tybee Island, they saw golf carts zipping around the island.  The witches from the Tybee Broom Club were out and about in long golf carts on Halloween.  I believe the seed got planted when we saw them zoom past the campground later that afternoon.  On Wednesday while at the Latitude Shops, Mom saw another rental cart.  At that point she and Aunt Becky started a conversation with, "Wouldn't it be fun if . . . "

A phone call to Dixie Pedalers was made, information was gathered, and about 10:00 on Thursday morning, a golf cart was delivered to our campsite!  The Beckster was the designated driver, Momma Sharon was the Nagivator, and Linda and Sheila were the brave back seaters.

For almost two hours, those four crazy campers scooted around the streets and neighborhoods of the North Shore.  They cruised by the lighthouse, saw parts of Fort Screven up close, admired several beach homes, drove past the Tybee Post Theater, and stretched their legs on the beach before lunch.

Lunch was back at North Beach Bar & Grill where they met a half dozen other Beach Peeps.  After eating the special of the day, Bulldog Burgers, the gals hit the road for the afternoon adventure.  Aunt Becky had several rules she had to follow and one involved staying off of Highway 80.  There were only three stoplights available to get them across the highway.  Mom, the Nagivator, had her trusty map and it didn't take too long to head down to the south end of the island.

After moseying up and down the streets and avenues looking for Jane Coslick cottages, they cut across 80 for a stretch break at the Tybee Pier.  

About 4:00, the crazy golf cart ladies returned and I could tell by the smiles on their faces and their laughter, that they had a grand time. Their day in the 4-seater wasn't over quite yet because they took the sandy Soloman Street over to supper at Huc-A-Poos.  I'm so glad that they pursued that initial question.  "Wouldn't it be fun if . . . "   I think it's a question to ask every single time we are out camping together!!

Well, I'm not sure how many chapters are left in this CCIII Storybook.  I think I am close to finishing telling you the behind-the-scenes Stories.  Until I write another one, always remember . . . 

"Peace, Love, & Wouldn't It Be Fun If . . . "

All Over The Place

Are you wondering what the title of this CCIII chapter is all about? Does it mean visiting sights all over Johns and Tybee Island?  Does it mean that our Beach Peeps traveled from all over the place (9 different states)?  Does it mean that I have a variety of things to tell you about?  Well, if you chose the latter, you chose correctly!

Chapter 5 is going to skip around all over the place with snapshots that Momma Sharon took.  Here we go . . . 

Foggy OP morning

Look at all my pillows!

Dave & Sheila gave Mom a beachy spoon rest

Here's what a 1.1 million dollar RV looks like

Lemon chess pie & sweet tea lunch . . . tee hee

Even the ice maker got in on the sticker action

I got to dog sit Kobe while Momma Crystal was on the beach

Hand towel seen at the Charleston Tea Plantation

Our CDO Chefs cooked off and on for two weeks

Sister Mary plucks a tune on her ukulele 

Tom, our newest Chef, captured in a smoky haze of charcoal

Bill, our oldest Chef, showing his CDO cookbook

Private dock with some visitors on Tybee

October on the Georgia coast

Bikylists (I made up that word!!) on North Beach

One of Jane Coslick's rescued Tybee cottages

"Girl's Shoes" . . . Tybee public art

Taking flight over the Tybee salt marsh

You know this caught Momma Sharon's eye right away

Mom brought a big variety of our homemade soaps to sell

Thanks so much for dropping in from all over the place to see some of my Camper Mom's snapshots from all over the place.  Join me for Chapter 6 tomorrow evening for a more focused Story.  Until then, always remember . . . 

"Peace, Love, & Snaps From All Over The Place"