We docked three days at Kilkenny Creek, with winds too high to leave until this morning. The marina is owned and operated since 1960 by a delightful 81 year-old lady, Mrs. Jackie Bacot, and her sons Robert and Danny. The bathroom/shower could do with a paved path and a little heat, but it has an appealing rustic simplicity.

We sat on their deck overlooking the marshes, enjoying a cold beer and chatting with people. See Peregrine at the dock?

The marina was lively all day as families took off for a dear-hunting party on Ossabaw Island. The park opens up for hunting 4-6 times a year, and the dads take off with the kids, boys and girls but no moms. Thinking of them in their tents with 35 degrees this morning, and wondering if the moms will join them for Thanksgiving. When the fishing boats can go out, fresh crabs and shrimp can be bought right at the dock. Next time for us.

Mrs. Bacot also owns a plantation house next to the marina—see the widow’s walk on top of the roof, and the beautiful brick chimney of the outside kitchen? Three hundred years-old oak trees form large open spaces under the canopy of their branches, or handsomely line up along the road to the house. Mrs. Bacot can’t afford the repairs as required by code, and the house now sits empty and deteriorating.

A bonus about the marina is Marker 107, a restaurant at walking distance and open W-S at 5:00 (take a flashlight!). The pleasant, large room opens on the marshes. Waiters are upbeat and they kindly grilled the flounder of the fried seafood combo platter ($22. Baskets of fried seafood w/fries or slaw: $9 to $13. Hamburger $9). The fried oysters could have used a lighter batter, but hush puppies were perfect.

We are now on our way back home, using a window of decent wind today and tomorrow.