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Nov19

Charleston and the Gullah people

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We visit charming Charleston an historic rice plantation and attend the Gullah Heritage Day festival.

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Nov17

Gullah Heritage Festival, Plantations and Wedding

We headed up the oak tree-lined driveway past little marshes towards the Drayton brick Georgian Mansion built in 1742.  Located on the Ashley River it used to be a rice plantation making the Drayton family very wealthy. The African slaves working on this plantation brought with them the skill and knowledge necessary for rice cultivation. It is the only plantation house to survive the Revolutionary and Civil Wars intact.

Approaching Drayton Hall Rice Plantation

Drayton Hall Mansion

It stands empty of all now except for ghosts of the past and walls with a million secrets. Ornate hand carved and cast plaster ceilings, hand carved decorative moldings around several fireplaces are all that remain, and attempts are being made to preserve them from further deterioration. A sweeping stairway leads upstairs and hidden from view of the guests, the spiral staircase used by the slaves. Our guide took us through the house describing the architecture and the Drayton family characters.  We try to understand the men behind the plantations and the slave owners but it is now time for us to move on and meet the descendants of slavery and learn their stories.

Grand Entrance to Drayton Mansion

We head for St Helena Island, considered the heart of Gullah, to attend the annual Gullah Heritage Festival and learn more about the Gullah (Geechee.)

South Carolina Beach

We arrived in the mass of people all heading towards Penn Center on St Helena heading towards the annual Gullah Heritage Festival. The crowd was lively and noisy, we seemed to be the only white faces in the crowd and it felt great. I felt like I was back in Africa, drums beating, children squealing with delight and adults teasing each other and laughing. The soul of Africa was alive in the crowd; Gullah culture, language, food, art, music and celebrations were all introduced to us.

Gullah, the “language that time forgot” is a language and a way of life passed on from early slaves who worked on the mainland plantations. Kidnapped from their home countries and unable to communicate with each other or the whites they developed a unique language based on the various languages spoken in West Africa. The isolation experienced by slaves on the coastal islands of South Carolina facilitated the preservations of many African traditions, customs, music and art. The Gullah communities still speak Gullah and maintain many of their ancestor’s ways of life.

We had the opportunity to chat with many folks First time writer Mildred Clover who wrote a children’s book about her dog Buddy and the events he endured during Hurricane Katrina. “Buddy Heads for Home.”

Bruce Ingram and his passion for folk art and historical renditions that tell stories that inspire him to create uniquely southern art pieces.  We could have listened to him for hours he was so entertaining and with such wonderful stories to share. His art was moving and he explained each piece to us.

Bruce Ingram Gullah Artist

Broken Dreams by Bruce Ingram

Mary sat in the shade of a tree weaving a sweet grass basket. She told me that it was an African tradition and when I told her, I was from Africa she was intrigued and asked me if they really made baskets like she was making in Africa. It was so ironic that a white person from Africa was telling the black from America all about Africa.

Sweetgrass Baskets

Joe told us about his search for his roots and the DNA testing he had done. The results indicate he comes from Benin and Cameroon regions of Africa. He was fascinated when we told him we had visited those countries.  The need to know and understand his roots was deep. He said that he was going to have further DNA testing done.

Tree with Flags of West Africa Countries

“To know the history of our past helps us to better understand and appreciate who we are.” He said. I wondered how I would feel if I had no idea where I came from in the world.

Under the Tree at Gullah Heritage Festival

We sat under the sun and listened to fabulous African American musicians. The sound of the drums and the rhythm of the dancers transported me back to Africa, and longed to be there again. Children and the audience jumped up on the stage in their exuberance and the master of ceremonies, “Auntie Pearlie Sue” was hilarious.

"Auntie Pearlie Sue" Anita Prather

Singers at Festival

Finally, it was time to taste the cooking. Everything is fried!!, Fried gator (tastes like chicken), fried shrimps, fried fish, fried pickles, fried crabs, Gullah rice and sweet tea.  Now that is not African cooking but tasty all the same.

Everything is Fried

No Shortage of Food

The day was special and the people we met ever more special and we understand just a little more about what happened to the slaves who arrived in America from Africa.

We arrived at Savannah a city in Georgia and set off to explore the historical district. Certainly not as “well groomed” as Charleston and it was busier and more lively. We enjoyed watching a wedding in John Wesley’s square, wandered along the converted cotton warehouses along the Savannah River, where we found bars, restaurants and touristy shops. There was a musician playing a trumpet, artists selling their art, small groups in prayer, tourists with cameras and children eating candy. It was time however for us to head for a campsite for the night so we headed south to a beautiful location on the lake. It was a special day with a stunning ending of birds settling down for the night.

Wedding in Savannah

Beautiful Bride

The End of Another Day of Travel

Listen to the music and see the Gullah Festival after touring the plantation

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Nov15

Charleston and Our African Connection

They talk funny in South Carolina, real strong accents and we are greeted with “ow y’all doin?” It is here that we enter the southeastern USA, where wars were fought, slaves were bought and sold and many traditions have survived the ravages of time.

Charleston is located in South Carolina and is one of the most beautiful cities in the south. It oozes charm, with its well-restored antebellum mansions and gardens, large oak trees with hanging Spanish moss lining the streets, and horses plodding along pulling carriages laden with tourists all clicking away on their cameras.

Horse Carriage Tour Through Historical Charleston

Charleston was named, “The Best Mannered City in America” 11 years in a row. We wander down to the Battery in awe of the beautiful mansions dating from the era of the slave trade and the associated booming economy of tobacco, rice and indigo plantations. The Charleston slave mart was once one of the busiest in the American colonies and it is estimated that almost 80% of slaves imported into the colonies came through Charleston. Today Charleston is a busy port, also depending heavily on tourism.

Beautiful Homes

We booked into the campsite at James Island Park and I went off for a walk. I met a couple with 2 dogs and they invited us to join them in their truck to go and see the Holiday Festival lights with them that evening, which we did and the lights were fabulous.

The Christmas light show has over 500,000 lights with over 600 individual displays along a 3 miles enchanting drive. It was not yet open to the public, but the campsite is located in the park and they were doing the testing of the lights that evening. We had the lights to ourselves and they were truly spectacular. The lightshow is listed as one of the top 10 Christmas lights shows in the USA.

To make our evening even more special we were introduced to She Crab soup a Charlestown speciality. The soup is a cross between a bisque and a chowder and is considered the city’s signature dish. It is made with several ingredients including cream, blue crab, crab roe and sherry and it is quite divine.

Charleston Holiday Festive Lights

We have a deep interest in the slave trade as we had visited several slave locations in West Africa. We had witness the conditions the slaves were subjected to whilst waiting to be shipped to the Americas and were keen to see where they had arrived and what had happened to those who had survived voyage.

Elmira Slave Castle in Ghana

Tom at the "Door of No Return" through which slaves left for the boats in Ghana

We booked a “Black History Tour” with Al Miller and headed off to explore the area and learn about the history of the blacks in the area. It was fascinating and Al was a fabulous guide. We listened to amazing stories of the Gullah culture, civil war, slavery, free blacks and visited many interesting places.

Gullah Culture

We learnt that the opera, “Porgy and Bess” by George Gershwin was based on a novel, by DuBose Heyward. The novel was based on a real life character Samuel “Goats” Small.  Sammy Small was a crippled foul smelling fishmonger with criminal record who drove a goat drawn cart and known to frequent Cabbage row, a crowded tenement with residents selling products on the street. As a child, he had polio and was often seen on a cart being pulled by a goat hence his nickname, “Goats.” The story is about his attempt to rescue Bess from her violent and possessive lover and the “Sportin’ Life” the drug dealer. A fascinating fact is that it took until 1970 before a mixed audience of blacks and whites in Charleston watched the opera together. Times they are a changing.

Porky's Grave

We then headed out to John Island to see the famous Angel oak tree, which is estimated to be over 1,500 years old. It is spread over 17,000 square feet with branches hanging down to the ground. The locals say it grew like this, as it was an angry tree because of the hangings, which occurred here especially of slaves and now “hainks” or evil spirits or ghosts live in the tree.

The locals used to meet here until the 1980’s when the city took over the tree to ensure its survival and in fact, when we were visiting, arbour specialists were up in the tree wiring up some branches. It is amazing to think the tree was here before Christopher Columbus arrived, imagine the history this tree could tell us.

Angle Oak

We headed back to Charleston passing a mansion with its beautiful oak lined drive way and close by it slave quarters that still stand today.

Mansion with Oak Trees

Slave Quarters in Charleston

Denmark Vesey was a slave who bought his freedom. He continued to feel despair as he witnessed the ongoing injustice to the slaves. He heard that there had been a successful slave revolt in Haiti so he began to organize and plot a similar one in Charleston. With his plan finalized and with approximately  9,000 slaves from the city and nearby plantations ready, it was scheduled to begin in 1822 when a slave warned his owner and other white authorities. Denmark had to call off the revolt; he was later arrested, along with 130 others. Denmark and 34 others were hanged. If he had succeed it would have been one of the largest slave rebellions in the United States and could have changed the course of history

Desperate Plea

Across from Charleston lies Sullivan Island where the slaves were originally landed. They were housed in “pest houses” and kept in quarantine for 10 days before going to the mainland to be sold. As we stood at the Battery looking across to the Island, I noticed a memorial to the 26 victims of hurricane Hugo that struck Charleston 21 September 1989.

Enjoying the Sunshine and View

The Stono Rebellion the largest slave uprising in early America (Sept 9 1739) commenced in South Carolina. The slave were hoping to reach St Augustine in Florida as they believed the Spanish were offering freedom and land to any fugitive. The band of slaves gathered together raided a firearms shop and headed south killing more than 20 whites as they went, other slaves joined the rebellion until there were about 60, but they were pursued by armed whites and by dusk most were dead and those that had escaped were eventually captured and executed. In response to this rebellion Carolina legislation passed the Negro Act of 1740, which restricted slave assembly, education and movement, it also established penalties against slave owner’s harsh treatment of slaves.

A "Ronaway" Slave

John Calhoun was the seventh VP of America, a leading Southern politician from South Carolina who built his reputation on the approval of slavery. Widely accepted in the south and rejected in the North at the time he was not a man admired by all. He was an outspoken proponent of the institution of slavery, which, he famously defended as a “positive good” rather than a “necessary evil.” A statue to John Calhoun in the park had to be raised high as people who opposed his philosophy were spitting and pissing on him. Now days only the pigeons get to piss on his head.

John Calhoun High in the Sky

We decided to spend Remembrance Day amongst USA veterans on board the USS Yorktown aircraft carrier, the flagship of Patriots Point Naval and Maritime Museum.

The day began with dolphins swimming alongside the ferry as we headed towards Patriots Point, the Yorktown in view looming large in the distance all 888 feet long and 30,000+ tons.

Heading Towards The USS Yorktown

The USS Yorktown was the USA’s 10th aircraft carrier, first commissioned in 1943 and she joined the Pacific offensive that led to the end of WW11 in 1945. She is nicknamed the “Fighting Lady” from the title of the Academy Award winning documentary filmed aboard her during her first years of service. She served first as an attack carrier and later was redesigned (1957) as an antisubmarine aircraft carrier. She served in several wars but her last duty was the recovery of the Apollo 8 astronauts from the Pacific who had descended back to earth in their space capsule in 1968. The first manned spacecraft to circle the moon. She was decommissioned in 1970 and now is permanently moored in Charleston Harbour.

USS Yorktown

We arrived at the Yorktown a few minutes before 11:00am and stood in silence for a minute with the veterans before beginning to explore the more than 250,000 square feet of her and chatting to some veterans.

USA Veterans on Remembrance Day

Standing on the flight deck and bridge amongst the planes and helicopters one can imagine the noise, the smells and the activity during the battles of WW11, Korea, Vietnam and the Gulf War. I cannot imagine the feeling of a pilot trying to land or take off on the deck, which is bobbing up and down in the sea and especially during combat; it must have been a heart pounding experience even for the toughest of men. Chatting to veterans of several wars hearing their stories made me thankful I have never had to face a war. The Medal of Honor Museum on board the Yorktown has videos of men talking about their experiences, bringing to life once again the stories of men who had received the USA’s highest honor- The Congressional Medal of Honor.

Flight Deck

Alongside the Yorktown is the submarine Clamagore that operated in the Mediterranean and Atlantic towards the end of WW11 and patrolled the Cuban waters during the tense period of  USA/Soviet relations in 1962. Climbing down into the submarine I quickly realized that living on board is not for claustrophobics, or those who cannot live in very close quarters with other people. The spaces are tiny and Tom had to squeeze himself through the watertight doorways between each compartment. He managed well he has had lots of practice squeezing himself past me in the camper.

Submarine

Tom in Submarine

Our day ended with us participating in the Holiday Festival of Lights 2 mile Fun Walk Run when James Island Park comes alive with illumination.

There were families, children and dogs out in the excitement of the lights, children climbing the wall or taking a ride on the carousal while waiting for the start. Finally, we were all off walking through the wonderful displays. It was magical to watch the children and their excitement. We ended our evening roasting marshmallows over the fire, eating hotdogs and drinking hot chocolates. It was a wonderful and memorable Remembrance Day.

Children on Climbing Wall

Reflections of a Dragon on the Lake

It was time to leave Charlestown but not before, we visited some plantations so the next day we packed up and headed for the Ashley River Plantations. Then we are off to experience the annual Gullah Heritage Festival in the heart of Gullah communities on St Helena Island.

Farewell Charleston

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Nov12

Washington to Sea, Sand and Sunshine

There was a loud smashing sound as the rock hurled at the windshield bounced over the top of the cab and slammed into the camper. A large crack immediately formed across the window, there was significant damage.  We needed a new windshield; fortunately, the camper had no damage. This would be our second front window replacement since we left for Alaska. With the window replaced, we were back on the road leaving Washington DC and heading south to Maryland’s Eastern Shore.

We now noticed that the rear view camera was not working. Tom got out checking the fuses, wiring etc but the screen remained blank. Reversing without a rear-view camera is tricky and we needed to get it fixed, “but where?” we wondered. Heading along the highway we noticed a gas station on the opposite side with propane gas, which we needed so Tom pulled off to do a U turn and there was “Auto Wizards Mobile Accessories and Electronics” right in front of us. Could we be that lucky? William Blake emerged with his tools and began the task of finding the problem. As he pulled more wires and more wires, removing part of the truck, I hope this wizard knew what he was doing. It all looked very intimidating how on earth, does anyone ever put all those wires back I wondered. William was indeed an auto wizard and he soon had us back on the road with an even better working rear-view camera.

William the Wizard Working His Magic

We reached the shores of eastern Maryland to be greeted by wild horses on the beach. The weather was stormy with rain and wind. However, we were not deterred by the weather. The sea and beach were wonderful and wild and it felt great to be back in some wilderness. Barren landscapes of sand dunes, wild waves washing the secluded beaches and our only company a herd of wild horses. Assateague Island is a barrier island built by the sand that the persistent waves have raised from the ocean’s floor. Waiting to be explored behind the dunes, were island forests and bay side marshes. We laced up our boots and set off for a hike. A great Blue Heron waded through the muddy stream, snowy egrets alongside and an American wigeon swam past us.

Maryland Eastern Shore

Mr Video Man

The wild horses living on Assateague Island National Seashore are believed to have come from colonists 300 years ago who brought the horses to the island to avoid penning and taxation laws.  They have adapted to surviving in the harsh seashore environment and roam the area free and wild. They are slightly smaller than other horses and they look heavier which is believed to be due to the high amount of salts on the grass and other plants that the horses eat.

Wild Ponies of Assateague National Seashore Park

The following morning we left the campsite after a lovely hot shower, which is such a treat. We then headed for the Chesapeake Bay Bridge Tunnel. I was a bit worried they would not allow us through the tunnels since we have propane bottles on board, but they just asked if they were turned off.

The bridge – tunnel was built in the 1960s, and opened in 1964 to traffic after 42 months of construction for a cost of $200 million. In 1965 in a worldwide competition, the Bridge Tunnel was selected as on of the Seven Engineering Wonders of the modern world. From shore to shore, it is 17.6 miles and is considered the largest bridge – tunnel complex in the world. It consists of two one mile tunnels, two bridges, almost 2 miles of causeway, 4 man made islands and 5½ miles of approaching road. In 1999, they built a parallel bridge – tunnel so now each direction has two lanes.

Chesapeake Bay Bridge Tunnel

Driving it was amazing but before we drove onto the bridge, we stopped to look at the Chesapeake Estuary the largest in the USA. It was freezing cold and the wind was whipping up the waves. It is a remarkable bridge to cross and an engineering marvel. Just before we were, to go under and through the last tunnel, we saw a warship that would be passing overhead us while we were in the tunnel. Fortunately, when we came out the tunnel there was a visitor’s center so we pulled over and jumped out to photograph the ship. It is amazing to think we were under it.

We Go Under the Battleship

We drove through Virginia and into North Carolina. We decided not to go to any cities or historical locations as we had seen enough history and just wanted to get outside and into some fresh air. The Outer Banks of North Carolina were calling us.

The Outer Banks of North Carolina are fragile banks islands of sand along the coastline for 100 miles cut off from the mainland by various waterways and sounds. The islands are easily accessible by road as it is all the islands are link either, by bridge or ferry.

Cape Hatteras National Seashore Beach at Last

We stopped for lunch at the Monument to Century of Flight. The monument was dedicated in 2003 a 100 years after the Wright brothers made their first flight. It is amazing to think that it only took 66 years between the Wrights brothers’ first flight and man landing on the moon. It was on the Outer banks that the Wright brothers made their first historic flight at Kitty Hawks.

At the entrance to the monument is a granite marker with a poem by a 19 year James Magee called the “High Flight” James was killed in 1941 just a few months after writing the poem. There is also a time capsule, to be opened in 2103; none us will be around to see that opened. The monument itself consists of 14 wing shaped stainless steel pylons ascending in height from 10’ to 20’ in an orbit of 120 feet, the distance traveled by Orville Wright on the historic first flight in 1903. The faces of the pylons display black granite panels engraved with words and images of the 100 most significant accomplishments in aviation history.

Century of Flight Monument North Carolina

The Wright Brothers National Memorial is at the actual site of the historic flights. They made four flights before they crashed; I guess they got over confident. A rock marks the spot where Orville Wright made his first 120 feet flight. I walked the 120 feet of the first flight, then onto the 175 feet for the second flight and then onto the 200 for the third flight. The fourth flight they managed 852 feet (59 seconds airborne).

There is a large monument on the top Kill Devil Hill. Kill Devil Hill is named by the locals from the rum that was washed up from wrecks and tasted so bad that it would kill the devil himself. It was from these sand dune hills that the brothers made their first flights. The brothers had done a significant amount of gliding before attempting the first powered flight.

First Air Flight Makes 120 feet Distance

I certainly learnt a lot about the Wright brothers and after learning so much history, since we arrived in the USA I decided that there are only three types of people in the world. Geniuses, brilliant people who make things happen, Crooks who make things happen because they steal, kill etc and then the rest of us.

Wright Brothers Sculpture

Monument on Kill Devil Hill at Kitty Hawks

We stopped to see the Bordie Lighthouse but it looked like a shuttle launch pad as it was in the process of being repaired. The Cape Hatteras Lighthouse was great and I loved the base. At the beach, fishermen were out fishing, a family was flying a kite and some dumb surfers were trying to learn to surf in the cold weather.

Cape Hatteras Light House

Winds for Kites and Flights

We took the ferry across to Ocracoke Island where we camped for the night. They must have had a huge rain down pour as everything was flooded, they had the most ridiculous toilet doors I have ever seen, and I have seen many toilet doors in my travels. The door was hung too high so you could not see the person’s chest and head but nothing else was left to the imagination. No need to bend down look under the door to see if it was occupied!! The door’s lower level was above the toilet bowl level. Now the campsite was up for sale so I gather they are not doing too well and haven’t figured out why people leave and never return.

Ferry to Ocracoke Island

We got up early so as to catch the 7:30am ferry to Cedar Island; we were so pleased with ourselves that we actually made it. Still sitting in the line up at 8:00am we realized something was amiss. Soon an official arrived and tells us the throttle on the ferry is broken and they have no idea if or when it will leave, but we can take the ferry to Swan Quarter to get to the mainland. It would be a detour for us, we decided to take it as the weather, and camping facilities at Ocracoke were awful, so did not want to linger any longer. The ferry arrived in Swan Quarter at 11:30 and we headed towards Wilmington. We were both quite hungry as we did not have a big breakfast so when we spotted a hole in the wall Chinese restaurant we stopped for something to eat at Lin’s Garden. We were very pleasantly surprised it was a buffet all we could eat and it was delicious only $7.00 each so we pigged out and stuffed ourselves and nice change from sandwiches, pasta or rice.

We decided to head to Wilmington camp so we could do some washing and update our website. Heading along highway 17 we were deciding which side of the road we should be on, would the exit be turn left or did we need to exit right? Tom noticed a white car following us also changing lanes with us but not passing. When we turned off it continued to follow us and continued even following us into the campgrounds. As Tom emerged from the truck the driver said, “you must be Tom” They had noticed our website on the truck and had looked it up on their iphone and were reading about us as they followed us deciding they wanted to meet us. It was so strange but really funny.

Bill and Lori


We are still chasing the sun and today we head into South Carolina. Tom got up this morning and set the clocks back we are now ready for winter.  We crossed into South Carolina and visited Myrtle and Surfside Beach. We did not want to leave, the beach was wonderful, people out fishing, walking their dogs, chatting with friends, the sun was shining and life felt relaxed. We were only just beginning to feel the southern hospitality charm. There was still a lot more to come.

Friends and Dogs on Surfside Beach

South Carolina and Everybody Fishes

Here is the video of our trip across this region of the Southern States

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