|Tybee Island Lighthouse from the beach|
When we arrived on Tybee the sky was looking ominous. Huge storm clouds loomed and the wind whipped and it was kind of dark. Undaunted, we headed straight to the beach. There, we were forbidden to get in the water due to the vicious undertow and imminent storm. No worries, this did not stop us from obtaining and devouring some fresh shrimp. The weather report assured us it was going to storm all day Tuesday. Why is the weather such an a-hole sometimes?
Tuesday morning arrived and, shamed by Jeremiah's adherence to his Couch to 5K (now more gently titled "Ease Into 5K") app, I began the program myself. I figured the beach was a good place to start this - what with the lack of hills. So anyway, we took turns running and the rain held off. Emboldened by the lack of precipitation, we rented the kids bikes. It was our intention to finally get them both riding two-wheelers with confidence. We were ready for a morning of starts and stops on the hard-packed sand. Instead, they climbed on and did this (see photo). Sarah requested help getting started a few times, but when she realized it was easier for her to control that portion of the ride, she stopped asking. That was the extent of our teaching the kids to ride. Step one: put them on bikes. Step two: take pictures of them riding.
The storm was still promising to hit us, and so swimming was out of the question. Instead, we spent the morning riding the bikes, and celebrating the riding of the bikes and flirting with the sea's edge until we got hungry. Flying in the face the foreboding weather report, we brazenly walked to lunch (just around the corner from our cottage, the Flip Flop) at Sundae Cafe. There, we enjoyed seeing the girls' faces as early-planning and a bit of texting that day resulted in...a surprise visit from Aunt Jo Jo! We'd been playing the "Made Ya Look" game while we waited for our food and so, when Sarah said "I see Aunt Jo Jo!" Kate absolutely refused to turn around until Joy was touching her back. Priceless! Also, this will assure our triumph at future "Made Ya Look" tourneys. While we were at the restaurant, the weather stopped kidding around, and the skies opened. Happily, Joy gave us all a ride back to the Flip Flop. That evening, after some game playing while it rained, and some showing off on two wheels during pauses in the rain, Joy took the girls out for pizza and Jeremiah and I enjoyed a little date. We weren't that great about taking pictures. You'll just have to trust me that Joy was there. She'd had a lunch meeting in Savannah. She left the next morning, just in the time to miss all the beautiful sunny weather that pervaded the remainder of our trip. Sigh.
|Kate's BayWatch shot|
|Sarah's BayWatch shot|
|The cabin's master bedroom has windows to the kids' room. Weird.|
We swam and swam and swam. We did, indeed, eat a lot of ice cream. We visited the pier often and on our second trip there, we saw 2 guys catch baby sharks and one guy catch a stingray and a pod of dolphins frolicking, yes, frolicking just off the pier in the blue. That day, the neophyte cyclists biked from the north end of the island, all the way down to the south end and back again with minimal whining!
This morning, we dragged Kate and Sarah from their beds (per their requests, I should add) to see the sun rise over the beach. Nature did not disappoint; it was a good one. I had Cat Stephens' Morning Has Broken stuck in my head the rest of the day as a result. Just as we asked a nice woman who'd also come out for the sunrise spectacle to take our picture, the fuchsia star peeked over the horizon and she and I both gasped. The kids acknowledged that it was pretty but I think there is something about age that causes a show of beauty like that to stick in your throat. The photos, of course, do it no justice.
|At Sundaes. Good food.|
|Everyone's got to touch the dang dead shark|