A Day at Folly Beach

Today we are on Folly Beach. We found beach access (2E on 2nd St. East). We watched hundreds  of people pass by handing out our waves and "how do you do's." One guy said to his friend as they passed, "Yep, sometimes that's all you need, just pack her up, and drive anywhere you want." Another fellow adventurer grinned as he approached. He was headed towards us in blue hawaiian beach shorts, barefooted, with a red well waxed surf board. He stopped to complement the Skamper, telling us of his experience sailing, his recent buy of a sailboat, and his plans of sailing to the Bahamas with friends. We expressed our intrest in sailing and he recommended a book, by John Vigor, for when we were ready to buy our own sail boat. As he left he said, "There's just something to be said about traveling around, with everything you need, just living life, and meeting cool people. -Cheers" (as he walked away).
We watched the rain begin while sitting on the beach. We watched people tense up at the sound of thunder and start gathering their things to leave. We headed back to the Skamper to make dinner, and  listened to passer-buyers as they talked about the 3 hour wait to get off the island. As time went on it turned into six hours. We kept checking the weather as we heard a girl say, "My husband said there is a big storm coming, and everybody needs to get off the island." Our weather station showed no severe weather so we kept steady. Eventually we found out that it was an accident that blocked the only road off the island. The streets were lined for hours with cars and sounds of horns beeping, commotion everywhere...everywhere, but we sat. We sat and watched people carry on with hurried concern, and frustration.There is something in watching people move.

Day turned into night and the street fell silent everyone had moved on...everyone that wanted to get off the island were gone. We were soon informed by the friendly local law enforcement that there was "no camping on Folly," (no matter how legally we were parked...) therefore, we headed back to our hub...the good 'ol Walmart.