Friday, April 19, 2013

Nothing Finer Than To Be In Carolina

"Turn right, then left, I can sniff out a campground nearby."

A pleasant hike through the jungle to go find the old cabin road and the cabin of my childhood.

Hiking past the marshy lagoon. The beach in the background is barely visible. 

Instead of the cabin road leading to the cabin of my childhood visits, I was greeted with this startling sign. 

The cabin road and cabins have been consumed by mother ocean. 

Remnants of the old cabin road, which is now only visible at low tide. In my childhood, it was about 300 yards inland.

Beaches come, beaches go. When man takes over the sand dunes, then mother ocean takes over the land.  Bye bye cabins, bye bye road. Nature reclaims what is rightfully hers.

View from the footbridge over the lagoon.

A jungle paradise.

"Let me spot for you while you backup, one ear up means you're OK, both ears up mean you hit the tree..."

Dawning of a new day.  Forget the errors and terrors, life is GOOD.  Any day the sun comes up, is a fine day indeed.


  1. Glad to know you are walking about again. Love the pictures and especially those of your handsome helper.

  2. Catching up some. sorry about the poop tank. Glad you are doing better.
    The missing cabins it's sad but yes mother earth and sea will take it back when needed.
    Happy and safe travels.


I read every comment and publish all but spam and hate mail.

Please finish your comment with your name r nickname.

Thank you for commenting. I love hearing from you.

Life is goof!