The boys and I played (almost) a round of golf today at the Barony Course at Port Royal. It misted on us most of the time, and then on the 16th, God released the sky upon us, and Trey and Parker had both just knocked it stiff on the Par 3, both with close birdie putts. Unfortunately, by the time we got to the green, water was literally puddling on the grass and nearly carried their balls away! Needless to say, we were all soaked to the skin, and it felt even deeper than that. At least we now know what it feels like when the ocean is lifted up and then dropped upon you--not good!!
Pam and I went shopping a bit, and then we explored Shelter Cove, where the boys and I are going to launch on July 4th. We met the captain of the other boat (True Grit) and he said we'd love Captain Steve, who looks like Santa. Should be a fun time on the Gullah Gal. (Gullah are like Creole, who both are descendents of African slaves. The Gullah get their name from Angola, where many may have come from.) The captain said we'd most likely catch shark and that they give a pretty good fight. Looking forward to it.
Tonight, we all went the Old Oyster Factory restaurant, waiting over an hour for the awesome meal we had. No worries! The views were amazing, and we had plenty of time to visit and enjoy each others' company. Awesome good time!
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