After the worse hotel breakfast ever, we headed into Savannah to do the "historic Savannah" volkssport walk. We chose the 5k route because it was hot and humid. Thankfully the walk took us thru a lot of areas that were shaded by cypress trees. I think 3/4 of the walk was in the shade. That helped with the heat, but not the humidity.
The town is beautiful. And the ironwork was incredible. Clearly this section of town is wealthy. I'm sure there is impoverished neighborhoods but those are not visible to the tourists.
We had the best ice cream ever at Leopold's. The girls had been asking for ice cream since we left and Angel's reply was always the same. As soon as we can get local food. That was the food theme. Minimal food from chains. (Except Angel wanted to go to a Waffle House and an Ihop. They were on her food bucket list.)
The purpose of this trip was to visit Juliette Low's house. Our reservation was for 12:45 and we made it with 10 minutes to spare. I've been wanting to see this place since I was about 7. It's a great house, but it's just a house. I had no idea that she was trained as an artist. Her work is quite good. Girl Scouts spin quite the yarn about Daisy's life. It's all empowerment, self-sufficency and vision. But Angel was close enough to over hear the real story about her marriage, divorce, and her husbands death. It isn't the type of story to tell little girls. But without the hardship, would we have Girl Scouts?
After a late lunch at a local sushi place, we walked to a honey tasting at Savannah Bee. I could have bought a dozen bottles. There was maybe 12, and I loved at least five, and liked another six, and hated one.
We were going to walk back to the Visitor's Center by the way of the first Girl Scout Headquarters. (The carriage house at her father-in-laws house). But the clouds were getting dark and the wind was kicking up. A storm was coming. We took a more direct route to the VC and dove to the Headquarters. They were closed on Wednesday, so we couldn't go in.
Driving in to downtown from the 'burbs, we kept passing a sign for the Savannah National Wildlife Refuge. The storm lasted about 10 minutes, and by the time we reached the sign it was mostly over. I turned. I decided that I wanted to check it out. We were just going to stop, look at some maps and leave. There was hiking, but there was a driving tour thru the marsh. I said we were going. It's only 4 miles. Maybe 20 minutes at 20 MPH. I realize that this is a walking blog, but it was amazing. With the exception of the red-winged blackbirds I didn't know any of the birds. And then my neice said OMG there's a gator. And there was. And there was another one.
The road was four miles and one-way. A car was coming toward us. WTF? The man rolled down his window and said there was a tree blocking the road, we'll have to turn around. We made it about 1.25 miles before we had to turn back.
By the time we reached the highway rush hour was in effect. And an accident. It took a half hour to drive the mile back to the hotel.
Today we walked about 7 miles in nearly 100 degree heat and high humidity.
52-Hike Challenge: 31/52
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