Keeping with the program of stopping at new anchorages we heard about Marshside Mama's restaurant (as an experience) on Daufuskie Island and thought 'never been there, sounds good' so what the heck...that became our stop for the night. Another Georgia Island with a lot of history. There is a ferry from Hilton Head to the north end of the Island (the "resort" end) and the Island sports three golf courses, but Mama's is on the south end and this end is not a 'resort' destination but where the 'locals' live and hang out. There is no bridge to Daufuskie, everything comes in by boat.
Here is a short history of Daufuskie....which was next to the county day dock which is right in front of the restaurant....
Just a little 'flavor' of what we saw of Daufuskie when we went for
a short walk before dinner.
Here we go with our dining "experience"......
and what do we have here? The Loo!
The building sticking out to the right houses the 'convenience' store and the post office.
Most islanders drive gold carts or ride bikes
The evening's Menu
which is passed from table to table starting with the first to sit down (that would be us)!
Some of the "Clientele"
Actually this photo has a funny (or maybe not to some) story. While we were waiting for the menu to materialize, a guy came in with his bulldog and went they went into the kitchen, I guess to say hi to the "cook"....anyway he came back out with the dog and shortly after 4 dogs came running out of the kitchen!! The waitress was shaking her head and trying to shoo them back into the kitchen when a Weimeraner came in the door with a guy and all hell broke loose. The dogs were running around the tables and this Great Dane mix came up to us. The cook then came to the kitchen door and said she was going to have to take the dogs home, and we were thinking "finish the menu board first"! Yes, it was an interesting interlude. Hilarious really but I'd say their health department rating might not be 99. The action was so fast this was the only picture I got. I was 'living in the moment'.
p.s. the Weimeraner stayed and he was a little mooch! Luckily we didn't take Bob...sometimes missing out is a good thing!
This turned out to be one of those great 'dives' we love, because when you've been there you are not only having dinner you are having an 'experience'!
I didn't mention that it was also the first 'bingo night' of the slow season, we were invited to join in but wanted to get back to the boat, we turn into pumpkins when it gets dark you know.
Dink almost up when the davit ceases up, one of our nightmares realized.
The cable jumped off the track and jammed.
Thank God 'McGiver', is still channeling Gary's body
This is the tool that saved the day....a come-along or hand held winch
and this is the reason I am never again to ask "Why do we have to have that tool aboard" and "Why are you staring off into space"..... he is thinking up things that could 'go wrong' and what tool he needs to handle it! Point taken.
The next morning we left dink in place and had an uneventful trip to Savannah. Unfortunately our plan just didn't work and we left the next morning. Our only exploration ended up being Bonaventure Cemetery which we could ride to on our bikes.
Here is Bonaventure, and a few things on the waterway in Savannah.
|that's a 'lotta waxing honey!|
|Savannah's new mansions|
|my all time favorite, Antebellum mansion at Isle of Hope south of Savannah|
|so we won't forget we are in DIXIE!|
We are now anchored just north of Brunswick in the Frederica River