Moving north...

Waving goodbye to Phyllis and Millie we started heading north a couple of days ago. We also left a very polite Florida. We know they're polite - instead of their highway signs saying "Fines doubled in work zones", Florida's signs read "Enhanced Penalty Zone".

Luckily we did not receive any enhanced penalties and made it to Savannah without incident. Savannah is just as beautiful as we remembered it from 30 odd years ago. Unfortunately we couldn't stay long, so once we enjoyed one of their "pretty good" trolley tours of the city (we MUST be getting old - we never would have considered such a thing 30 years ago!) and had dinner, it was back to Skidaway Island for our last night of camping. The state park there is beautiful (it does offer cable but no Internet - maybe next time). In the distance is John "dumping" the tanks of Rambo in anticipation of colder weather going north.

Yesterday it was on to Wilmington to visit our friends Dick & his wife Tommy. They have a neat home on the inter coastal waterway where Dick takes full advantage of what the sea has to offer. When was the last time you had crab and shrimp that your host caught off the end of their dock? It was delicious! This morning they took us a tour of the area. Frightening how much development is going on to make everything bigger and look the same. Fast disappearing are the quaint seashore cottages and little shops John & I remember when we lived in the area.

Heading north again today, John just had to make a quick stop for lunch at Moore's Bar-B-Cue (they spell it that way), our favorite BBQ joint in New Bern, NC. Their sign says they've been "doing it right for 61 years". We wouldn't disagree.

Tonight we find ourselves in Chincoteague, VA, the home of the wild ponies. If we're lucky we may just see some in the morning before we leave.