thirtysomething...

Getting ready to pack for an Adventure to Cumberland Island, GA, celebrating the 10th Anniversary of Me & Teh Wife getting hitched. :) Woo Hoo. Doesn't really seem like 10 years has gone by. Well, tonight it doesn't. I guess it's not hard to believe though. 2 Houses owned, the 2nd (& current) being downtown Charleston. Which is also in preparation to be renovated. Luckily that will all be done while we are in England. Pets born and died. Cars bought & sold. 3 different "careers" for me. Heather's been with the same Company since we moved to Charleston from the Upstate. My brother got married. Heather's brother is getting married next June. My brother just had a daughter. Ahhhhh! It HAS BEEN TEN YEARS....


Anyway, a little info on the Adventure. :)

Cumberland Island is Georgia's southern-most barrier island. The island is also part of the National Park Service as a National Seashore.


From the National Park Service website:
"Cumberland Island is 17.5 miles long and totals 36,415 acres of which 16,850 are marsh, mud flats, and tidal creeks. It is well known for its sea turtles, wild turkeys, wild horses, armadillos, abundant shore birds, dune fields, maritime forests, salt marshes, and historic structures."

Sounds pretty cool, no? We'll see. We're staying at the Greyfield Inn. Originally it was built in 1900 as a house for Thomas Carnegie's daughter, Margaret Ricketson. In 1962 Lucy Ferguson (Margaret's daughter) open the house as The Greyfield Inn Resort. I'm actually looking forward to the island, but the Inn, well, they've got too many "Rules & Regulations" for my liking. We'll see.

From Greyfield's website

Condé Nast Traveler
"Greyfield is Tara by the sea...I feel like I'm visiting very rich relations."


The New York Times:
"...gently undulating dunes open on to a beach that is nearly 1,000 feet wide at low tide surrounded by the Cumberland Island National Seashore. It is possible - indeed probable - to walk long stretches of the beach without seeing a human being, though shorebirds - herons, egrets, and pelicans among them - are always in evidence...Greyfield is just the sort of place one expects to find on an island characterized by its timelessness. Outside, wild horses graze on the front lawn lawn under the gnarled, moss-hung branches of ancient live oaks. Ornamental palms and stands of bamboo inch up to its broad veranda, where guests have been known to spend entire days, lounging on the porch swings and comfortable wicker chairs."

Hopefully I'll be able to post up pictures when we get back. If I figure out how to post them up...