We left Hilton Head for Blythe Island, a couple of hours down the road. The campground here is much more rustic, with unpaved roads and lots of dust. But each camp space has lots of room, with vegetation between each, so there is privacy.
Franklinia alatahama |
We did go into the small town nearby, Brunswick, for dinner. Isn't "Yelp" wonderful? We used it to select a place for dinner, and came up with a little hole in the wall that was really very good. It is the sort of place I wouldn't have the courage to stop at without another's recommendation. (I admit it, I am a coward.)
"Indigo Coastal Shanty, Where Vacation is | a State of Mind" |
I had 'Salmon dredged on Moroccan chemlouly rub, grilled and served over jeweled couscous with a feta yogurt' (left), and Lee had 'Charleston sauté, with local shrimp and country ham, sweet peppers, ripe tomatoes, onions' and grits. His was more southern than mine, but both were excellent. And for dessert, we split
'Bahamian bananas sauteed in key lime juice, brown sugar, and Bahama's rum with melting vanilla bean ice cream'. Yum!!
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