March 22 – 24, 2011 (Georgia) Walburg Creek anchorage, Isle of Hope, and Savannah

 

Low Country Sunset, Walburg Creek anchorage, GA

Low Country Sunrise on Walburg Creek anchorage, GA

Low Country (GA)

Fenders have a second use on the hook (footstool).

Pulling the anchor up and leaving Walburg anchorage

March 22.  Woke up this morning at the Walburg Creek anchorage where Kyle made a magnificent breakfast.  Pancakes (with bananas, pears, and oatmeal added to the batter), and a boat in the “boon-docks” necessity, spam.  Yea, we had pancakes (healthy) and spam (well, spam is spam).  –  After that hardy breakfast, we pulled the anchor up and were on our way at 9:24am.  Our destination today is Isle of Hope Marina.  This marina is a member of the AGLCA, so it will be a welcoming port.  We were tied up by the owners of the marina at 1:30pm; red carpet treatment.  –  The name of this town is Isle of Hope, which can lead you to believe that it is an island, but it is not really an island.  It is a sandy peninsula with a high bluff looking over  Skidaway Island.   According to the web, the name Isle of Hope is biblical and means “house of mercy”.  The total area of this town is 2.1 sq. miles (kind of makes me wonder how we found it).  An interesting bit of history  back in the Civil War is that General Sherman and his troops came to town.   He had little respect for organized religion (according to historians) and so he had the bell of the town’s Methodist Church melted  in order to make some badly needed cannonballs.  –  Some film productions were made here and included:  ”Glory” (an Oscar winner), “Cape Fear” (the original), “Forrest Gump”, and “The Last Song”.
March 23.  At 8am we untied the lines from the docks of the marina (Isle of Hope) and we are on our way to Savannah, GA.  Beautiful morning, low wind.  The current is working with us by moving us forward to our destination (and saving fuel, too :-) ).  We docked at the Hyatt in Savannah at noon, had lunch, then we hopped a trolley to get acquainted with the city.  Beautiful old buildings.  It was a small miracle that Sherman didn’t destroy this city with all its history.  Sherman wanted to make cannonballs out of the church bells here, too, but the ladies of Savannah contacted the President and that was the end of that!!  Sherman and his troops didn’t do too much damage; although they did mar the cemetery by breaking a  lot of the headstones.  –

The old and the new

Commercial traffic on the Savannah River

Kyle boat shopping on the downtown Savannah dock

Savannah is the largest city in Georgia (established in 1733), and people from here  are called “Savannahians”.   Today its downtown district is  one of the largest National Historic Landmark Districts in the US attracting millions of tourist every year.  –  A very famous lady was born here; Juliette Gordon Low (founder of the Girl Scouts of America).  Some believe that Savannah was named after the Shawnee Indians, the local Indians in this area.  Another belief is an English term “savanna”, which is a type of tropical grass.  –  One of Savannah’s largest employers is the  International Paper (we can attest to that company being here by the aroma when the wind blows a certain way–”phewww”), and Gulfstream Aerospace company (maker of private jets).  Of course, the port is big business here, too, maybe the biggest judging from the amount of big container ships going in and out of the port.

 

Talmadge Memorial Bridge – spans the Savannah River from Savannah, GA to South Carolina

Cathedral of St. John the Baptist

Alter of the Cathedral of St. John the Baptist

March 24.  We slept a little later today.  When we woke up, who did we find as a neighbor to our starboard but a dredger.  It snuck in last night when we were asleep.  This river’s normal depth is 12 foot but with the all the container ships coming into port, they dredge the river to depth of approximately 40 feet.

 

River Street, Savannah at Sunrise (our last morning) — Kyle took this beautiful picture.

Leaving Savannah — what a GREAT stay!! Even with the rocking and rolling hindering our sleep on the river.

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