May 23, 2016
No Boat Travel
After learning the location of the accommodations the "kids" were using while in Savannah, we decided that it would be faster to get to their place by taking the ferry to the Marriott stop and disembarking there. Besides dropping us closer to their place, it gave us a chance to walk through the historic Savannah waterfront along the way.
Savannah Belles Ferry Stop |
Historic Savannah Waterfront |
Cobblestone Streets (note the walkways from the houses over the street) |
Stairs up to the street |
After enjoying a good and filling meal, we hit the beach. Lillian needed to be pushed in the stroller so Clark took her for a walk while the rest of us worked our way toward the surf. The sand on the beach was so hot it felt like it was scorching the bottom of my bare feet, so I did something I would not normally do. I rented a beach umbrella that came with two lounge chairs. As I sat in the comfort of the shade from the umbrella, I decided it was some of the best money I have ever spent. Sierra appreciated it too. I had bought her a bucket and spade for the beach. She sat on the much cooler shaded sand and worked with her mother building a sand castle.
Clark's view of the beach from the pier while pushing Lillian in her stroller |
I did not plan well as we ended up at the beach without bathing suits for Clark and myself. Everyone else knew to bring swimwear. The rest of our family took turns taking dips in the ocean.
Jeff, Devon and Sierra with her new kick board from Aunt Heather and Uncle Chris |
The fort held numerous prisoners during the war. Barred cells made up a significant portion of one of the fort's walls.
Surprisingly (to me), the fort had a moat and a drawbridge. I thought only castles had those features.
Walking across the drawbridge to enter fort |
Broken Cannon |
We climbed to the upper level and walked around and see the various cannons.
Spying on Heather, Chris, and Lillian below |
Checking out the Earthworks around the fort |
Ev, Sierra, Jeff and Devon posing by a cannon |
Sample furnishings decorated parts of the fort to show how the soldiers lived |
The story behind Fort Pulaski’s surrender from the Confederates to the Union army is an interesting one. The south believed that they were safe within the walls of the fort because cannon balls of the day could not travel the distance required to do harm to the fort. However, the Union army had a new-shaped, pointed form of shell. An officer of the Union army politely requested the surrender of the fort from the Confederates. The Confederates scoffed at them and refused believing themselves safe.
5275 shells and 30 hours later the Confederates surrendered the fort. The shells hitting the wall of the fort had broken through, and one that went across the full width of the fort landed next to the ammunition magazine. The commander in charge knew that if that shell had been a few feet to the right, the fort would have been blown to bits. He decided not to wait for another one to make it across the fort. Large sections of the fort still show the shell-ravaged walls and the damage sustained during the Union attack on the fort.
Looking closely in the area where bricks were blasted away above the cannon, one can see a shell still embedded in the wall of the fort left over from the Civil War. |
Once again we passed on dessert at the restaurant as the "kids" had heard that we should try Lulu's Chocolate Bar. We drove back to their place, left the car, and walked around the city until we found Lulu's and then sat down to a sweet treat. Since chocolate does not agree with me, I could not eat many of the delicious looking items; however, I did find a lovely piece of pecan pie a la mode as did my son Jeff who is also not a chocolate fan. After dessert we parted ways with Clark and I heading for the ferry back to our boat and the "kids" heading for their lodgings.
Tomorrow the "kids" will be on their way to Charleston, S.C. by car while we will make our way by boat to beautiful Beaufort, S.C.
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