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A great week continues

This working out to be a very good week.

Poolboy and Girlfriend finally made it down full time on Monday afternoon. And Monday turned out to be a truly lazy day. I got up at a decent hour and then Mrs. Poolman, Writer Princess, Son-in-Law and I enjoyed a sinful late morning breakfast at a local place called, appropriately enough, The Breakfast Club. This restaurant specializes in serving enormous plates of unhealthy, but delicious, breakfast food. For example, I had a three-egg scramble with chorizo, mushrooms, jalapenos and onions served over a pile of grits. Mrs. P had a dish of grated hash brown potatoes, cooked with onions, peppers, and bacon, with a little cream cheese folded in. The serving covered the entire dinner plate. I couldn’t eat this way every day. My arteries couldn’t take it. But once in a while…on vacation…

Ran a couple of errands on the island and then took a nice afternoon nap. Sigh. It clouded up and got windy late in the afternoon. Some of our group hung out on the beach anyway.

Even a  cloudy day at the beach beats a sunny day behind a desk.

Even a cloudy day at the beach beats a sunny day behind a desk.

We had several of our friends from “down the beach” here for drinks and appetizers that evolved into a full-evening social event.

Today, SIL, Poolboy, Girlfriend and I went on a kayak eco-tour.

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Getting ready to push off on the great adventure.

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Resting up and re-hydrating on our mid-tour beach break.

It was fun, but not quite what we expected.  A lot of fairly open-water paddling with a fairly strong wind pushing us around. We did have some nice beach time and saw a few interesting sights, like osprey diving and feeding, and a small bonnet head shark feeding along the shoreline. By the end of our trip, we were pooped. I may not be able to move tomorrow.

Another afternoon nap (I could get used this.) and then we all went out to the North Beach Grill for dinner. This locally-famous restaurant is really just a beach shack with some outdoor seating on a deck.

Our group at the North Beach Grill.

Our group at the North Beach Grill.

The kitchen was slow, but the food was good. I had a jerk chicken sandwich and home-cut fries. Mrs. P and several of the rest of our group had the half-pound of shrimp, saute’d in a jerk seasoning. It was very good. I think we are going to try to duplicate it at home.

Saute'd shrimp in jerk seasoning.

Saute’d shrimp in jerk seasoning.

I think we are all pretty tired tonight. I don’t see a party night in the offing.

Hug a tree, please!

A couple of thoughts on the back side of a holiday weekend…

I consider myself a moderate environmentalist. We drive fuel efficient cars and recycle at our house. Sometimes I wonder what it is that the leaders of the environmental movement want to see. We hear a lot about renewable energy like solar and wind power. However, when someone proposes such a project, another (or the same?) group of environmentalists protests against that. Here is an example of a protest against the Cape Wind project in Nantucket Sound. What exactly does it take to satisfy you? Or is that even possible short of regressing to the middle ages?

And speaking of protests, you may have heard about the recent “Hands Across the Sand” demonstration to protest off shore oil drilling that was held on Tybee Island here in the Savannah area,

Courtesy Savannah Morning News

and at other locations around the country. I’m not sure what these people were hoping to accomplish aside from giving themselves a warm feeling inside.

I try not to be too cynical, but I do wonder about the people who made up that crowd.

All who walked, bicycled or kayaked to the protest, take one step forward and receive your applause..

All who drove in your automobile, take one step back and hang your head.

And who drove your super-sized SUV or good-ole-boy pick’em up truck, just shut the heck up!

And a final thought — in the late 19th century the proliferation of horse manure was a major environmental and health problem in most cities. What would our environment look like today if horses were still our primary means of transportation?

With that pleasant thought we start a short work week. Have fun, folks!