Bowling and Savannah

Just 2 nights ago we were bowling at Linda and Don’s place in Lake Ashton. This conjured happy memories of Crestview Bowl and getting loopy on vanilla extract when I was 15, which led further into a discussion of the relative merits of vanilla extract, mouthwash, Nyquil, and Jaegermeister.

Linda was pretty sure mouthwash was poison (wood alcohol), but Don noted he was aware of some military post exchanges where mouthwash was taken from the shelves because soldiers were drinking it.

My score was vanilla extract first, then Jaeger, then Nyquil, then mouthwash. Marsha noted that mouthwashes taste better than they used to. At any rate, cold sober we were hard pressed to bowl 100.

Saying our goodbyes, we headed for Ft McAllister SP in GA. Rain loomed. We got our tent set up before it got really rainy- nice! On the way in, we passed by a marina bar, Fish Tales, so we go on our bikes and headed for beer and fries. On the menu was Shrimp and Grits. “Not them fancy shrimp and grits with the fancy cream sauce, but the way my great grandmammy used to make them before the War of Northern Aggression’.

Fish Tales was delightful, and we began to fantasize about creating a restaurant in Bremerton with a tiki-bar Caribbean motif.  Sunlamps, artificial beach, etc. And GOOD FRIES PROPERLY COOKED.

Savannah has lots of history. Cotton, slave trade, etc. It was founded by a guy named Oglethorpe.  He had 4 rules: No attorneys, no Catholic services, no slavery, and no “rum or strong drink”. This worked for a while, then the Irish came. Today there is no slavery, but the St. Paddy’s Day parade is second only to NY. Schools let out, the trolleys don’t run, and the parade goes for 4-5 hours.

We had a lunch downtown (there are NO marina bars in Savannah) featuring  Shrimp and grits with savory gravy. It was good, darned good, and we might serve this to you if you show up at our door. 

 

The Crab shack on Tybee Island was the first marina bar ever that had no fries! Not a fryer on the place, everything steamed or boiled.  The beer was good, though. They had an Irish totem outside.

Another Tybee marina bar let us dunk the kayaks and peruse the marina. Lots of pelicans, a real bonus.

After our 4-for-4 record of going to bed early because it was raining, (now I know we have to have duraflame logs to start fires), we woke up to no rain. Now we’re off to the Smokies, campground TBD, probably no electricity or water, and sure as heck no wi-fi. see you on the other side.