Jekyll Island

 

The sloth riders lumber toward their "later in the morning" beach shot to begin riding the trails around Jekyll Island, Ga.



The ocean side of the island sparkled while two bike riders enjoyed the solid sand next to the water.




The other side of the island had long lazy forested trails that passed by historical moments from over two centuries ago.


The was the old Horton house made of handmade cement consisting of shells from the area and is holding up well.


Here is the home of the Dubignon family of slaveholders from the late 18th century who profited mightily growing cotton on the island.


The Jekyll island museum covered two centuries of history that was new to me and had a 1949 Studebaker Champion on display, the same as my grandfather's.  His was a subdued tan color vs. this bright burgundy one.


In more recent history, in Sept of 2020, a container ship with 4200 Hyundai or Kia cars and SUVs capsized in St Simeon sound next to Jekyll Island.  This "Oh Shit" moment was supposedly caused by loading the heavier SUVs on the very top making the ship top-heavy.  The world's automakers use this port near Savanah for importing and exporting autos.  This picture shows a huge salvage operation where the ship is being sliced apart like a giant sausage.  The knobs visible on the side of the hull are the future slicing points, I believe.


Leaving Jekyll island, we crossed over another eye-catching bridge on our cantankerous Highway 17, the East Coast Greenway highway with narrow shoulders in some places and no shoulders in other places.

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  1. Dan KochApril 26, 2021 at 6:45 AM

    I love another set of matching jerseys... but Sandy maybe didn't get the memo?

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    1. TXGalOnTheGoApril 27, 2021 at 6:26 AM

      Dan - those sloth jerseys were for the previous Madagascar tour. Sandy didn’t make that trip.

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  2. Ian PedenApril 27, 2021 at 5:19 AM

    Wonderful pics and description. I also love that Dubignon is labelled as a cottage!!!

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