After a long day on the road, on January 4 the two salty dogs were happy to detour off the 1-95 to visit St. Simons Island on our way to Florida. As some of you know, I’m an island fanatic so I can never pass up an opportunity to visit a new one.
We were invited to stop by St. Simons, which lies off the coast of Georgia (not too far from Savannah), by a friend who is currently living there on her sailboat. We met this gutsy and vivacious sailing buddy at a Florida marina as we wrapped up last year’s trip south, and we hit it off instantly.
Our friend is a Canadian from the west coast and she owns a similar sailboat to ours (36-foot Hunter), which she operates and maintains herself. This is no mean feat and impressed both of us to no end.
She welcomed us at her marina and offered to show us the beach as darkness fell, so the two salty dogs could stretch their legs and have a bit of a run.
As the salty dogs sniffed their way around, we caught up with our lives and I captured a few shots of the beach. I love this pensive almost silhouette-like portrait of our friend in profile, backed by the glowing water. She then pointed out some of the key sights that we resolved to return to the next day.
Back at the sailboat, we dug in hungrily to a delectable chicken curry dish, proving once again that some of the best meals are made in the smallest of spaces.
After a lively exchange that included tactics for dealing with boatyards, recommended riggers in southeast Florida and some galley cooking tips, we parted with a promise to keep in touch and meet up again if we could this winter.
More on St. Simons Island to come.