In the late morning/ late afternoon, the six of us took a 5 mile hike at Canon's Point, which are the old ruins of an 1800s plantation. Mom, Dad, Becca, and Don had a lot to catch up on, so Foster and I entertained ourselves with the scenery and deep discussions about the meaning of life (I kid, I kid.)
Mom learning more about the old plantation |
After the hike we went back to the condo and chilled for a bit before we left early for dinner. It was an hour boat ride there, so we all went to the bathroom before we left. All of us that is, except Foster. When we reached the dock, Foster got out of that boat and to the nearest restroom faster than I thought possible if you had to go that bad. But hey, to quote Dad, "if you gotta go, you gotta go."
I have to say, this blog has come in handy. I can take pictures like these "for the blog" without question. It's nice.
The restaurant was basically the definition of a southern fish camp, and the food was really good. Foster made sure to use the restroom before we left this time. The way back was equally as nice of a boat ride, courtesy of Don the captain.
We kept our eyes out for the many eagles on the marsh-
Here's some other pictures form the boat-
My hair is not red I swear |
We timed the dinner and boat ride so that we could see the sunset, which was absolutely beautiful tonight.
Nice views |
Not so nice views |
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