The Required Pilgrimage, MORE rain and moving on

Friday April 18 – Monday April 21, 2014
Walkabout Camp & RV Park
Woodbine, Georgia

 

 

 

FRIDAY

 

 

David is up and rearing to go. He loves Steffens and can’t wait to get there.  I post about breakfast at Steffens every time we stop here at Walkabout. It’s become a ritual.

The parking lot is packed when we arrive.  I’m surprised there isn’t a line for a table.  And then I see what’s going on.  The “boys” and the ‘girls’ are meeting for breakfast and they have all driven in separate cars.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The waitresses in Steffens are the happiest I’ve ever encountered.  Every time we come in they greet everyone with a big smile.  Hi, how are ya, just take a seat and we’ll be right with you.

And they are right with us.  Coffee on the spot.  For those who drink the evil brew that is.

 

 

 

David glances up from the menu.  One table of “the boys” is in the background.

 

Here are “the girls” and the other table of “boys”.  The boys definitely out number the girls.

 

 

We place our regular vegan breakfast order – 2 eggs, hash browns, Wainright sausage and biscuits.   For the short while we wait for it to be served, I take some pictures of the atmosphere at Steffens.  

 

They are the Camden County Chili Cook Off winners.

 

 

I just love the curtains in the restaurant.  Don’t they look like 1948 vintage.  Although I can’t imagine these are still here from the restaurant’s opening day that year.

 

 

Today’s specials are written on both sides of the blackboard hanging from the ceiling.  Somebody has decent handwriting on a blackboard.  I was a high school English teacher in one of my incarnations years ago and my blackboards never looked this good.

 

 

The weekly specials are on this card displayed on every table.  The daily specials are in addition to the normal weekly one.  Comfort food all around.

 

 

 

The food comes and the food goes.  Here’s the happy patron.

 

Steffens has been making quite a few happy patrons since 1948 when they had a pitched roof and gas pumps.

 

Steffens is our big deal for the day.

Rain is predicted for and thus we are  wearing raincoats as a precaution.  Lucky thing since it starts coming down just as we pull in behind Winnona and get out of the car.  

It rains   A...L...L    D...A…Y    L...O...N...G.

 

 

 

 

 

 

The lake starts forming outside our door. Well today is clearly a soup day.  Cold, dreary and rainy.

 

I always feel like I should clean up the place on a rainy day.  You know dust, vacuum, do the sinks.  But it’s so dreary that I can’t bring myself to do it so I read instead. 

And of course if you’ve read the previous two huge posts on Cumberland Island, first thank you very much, you deserve an award especially if you left a comment, and secondly you know how much of my time I spent doing those. 

Actually rainy days are bad for blogs since I have too much time to write them.

 Or they could turn out to be good for blogs since I have nothing much to say!

 

 

After being in Charlottesville and visiting Carrie we are going to Pennsylvania to do the first step in getting ourselves much more prepared for serious boondocking.  Today we continued corresponding with Greg Young about solar install for Winnona.  He and David discussed wire size, batteries and solar panels. 

We have a Kozy World propane heater that we want to get a quick connect for and we discussed the install details and possibilities for that.

 

 

 

 

Yesterday David discovered that the in dash radio was not working on shore power.  NOT GOOD since it is our weather radio.  It works off the battery so it’s not a desperate situation but David checked all the related fuses and breakers for that.  No luck so far.

 

 

 

 

 

SATURDAY

 

 

Another rainy day.   Cold and damp.   It seems to follow us everywhere.  The funk is beginning.   No pictures. 

Hot Shower time.  Nice and warm.  Doesn’t last long.  I stay inside all day.

In between rain showers David puts air in Ruby’s right front tire which seems to have a slow leak.  These are relatively new tires so we’re suspicious that it is the stupid alloy wheel. 

He also checks all the unrelated fuses under the dash for the radio problem and finds that the very last one checked is the bad one.  OF COURSE.   But RADIO FIXED!   Best thing that happened all day.   Always carry spares of every single fuse used in your RV is our advice.

When you have a couple of days worth of time on your hands you may end up doing things you would never do any other way.  Today David completes a new maintenance schedule for Ruby including all service required with recommended intervals, date last performed, date/mileage next due. 

 

Compiling this is no small task but it is made possible by the detailed records we keep of pretty much everything.  Remember he was a statistician and I’m the Queen of Frugal.  Want to know what we paid for a movie in 1987 and what the title was.  I can find it for you. HA!

And also tell you where we spent every single penny that went out of our wallets for the month of March 2014 or any month you like since 1969.  And that was before I even knew David.  He’s adopted my record keeping frugal ways.   Can’t even list all the ways these detailed records have been useful to us.  This is just the latest one. After filing the income taxes that is.

I spend way too much time of this dreary day working on Part II of the Cumberland Island blog.  Perhaps you’ve seen the result.  Hope you had as much time to read it.  I sometimes say that it takes me longer to write the blog than it did to do the activity.

I also work on the list of things to order on line since we will have a guaranteed address for two weeks. 

Sounds like we’ve had a great two days doesn’t it?   But it sure beats working for a living!

 

 

 

 

Sunday

 

Today it only drizzles a little as we move 188 miles up Interstate 95 to St. George, South Carolina where we camp overnight at Jolly Acres Camp & Storage a Passport America Campground.  No rain after about 1:00.  I’m thrilled!  except that 188 miles feels like a PDD day to me even if it isn’t.  

And tomorrow will be even worse as it’s over 200 miles to Zooland (sounds like where we belong doesn’t it) in North Carolina and another 200 Tuesday before we finally land in our old home town, Charlottesville, Virginia.

Wish me luck getting through 3 days in row of SO MUCH driving. YUCK!!

 

 

Monday

 

Well today was over 200 miles but sadly doesn’t qualify for even bronze level PDD.   The good news is it didn’t rain a drop!

We drove 216.6 miles and arrived by at Zooland Family Campground by 1:00.  

I’ve found, the secret for me is GET ON THE ROAD EARLY.   We pulled out of Jolly Acres at 8:20am and that really did make it seem easier.  Not sure why arriving at 3 or 3:30 feels longer but it does.

Added to the already long trip was the fact that the bridge is out on Pisgah Covered Bridge Road where the campground is located only 3 miles off of I-73. With the bridge out you have to take an 8 mile detour both ways.  Now if there was any other place to stay on this route back to the farm, I would have done it.  In fact, I did stay at the other campground in Asheboro once and that was a total disaster.  As far as I can tell there isn’t even a decent campground in Greensboro, N.C. about 30 minutes north of here.

So here we are for the night with another 222 mile drive tomorrow.  

You can bet I’ll be up early to get started on it and get it over with.  I wish it were a little easier to  “Carry me back to ol’ Virginnie.

With this post I am totally caught up to date!  YES!!  Doubt it will last long though. 

The Rest of the Story

Thursday April 17, 2013
Walkabout Camp and RV Park
Woodbine, GA

 

Cumberland Island Part II

Taking up right where I left off in my first post on our tour of Cumberland Island, (read it here for continuity) we’re now finished visiting the Settlement.

 

Roy turns our van around and we head back down the road to catch the stops we didn’t visit on the way up. The first of these is the site of the old dock which brought people to the hotel which was here at the turn of the 20th century. The railroad ran to Brunswick but couldn’t get across the low country of Georgia so from Brunswick you took a steamboat to this dock up on a high bluff. Then a single track rail car pulled by a mule took you to the hotel on the ocean side and the next day another steamboat took you to Fernandina Beach Florida where you could pick up the railroad again to Miami or Flagler’s hotels in St. Augustine.

 

None of that is here anymore but Roy has pictures of what it was in its hey day.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Today it is cool and very windy on the bluffs overlooking the water.  We can tell from being here that we probably won’t walk out on the beach at the end of the tour.  Too windy.  The cool air and the wind are keeping the bugs at bay though so that’s nice.  And on the main road in the interior of the island, it is quite pleasant.  So many trees are a real protection from these howling winds.

 

 

 

 

 

We are back on the road when we have to stop for a couple of horses.  They seem in no hurry at all to let us pass.  But that’s OK since everyone wants to take pictures of them. 

 

 

 

 

The big stop for the afternoon is at Plum Orchard.

 

Our next stop is Plum Orchard  a 20,000 foot Georgian mansion  built in 1898 by Lucy Carnegie for her eldest son William and his wife as a wedding present.  The estate is located in the middle of the western shore of the island, 8 miles from Sea Camp in case you want to make the walk up for the tour.  The resident volunteer caretakers, who live in the home, give the tour.  Be sure to check at either the Visitor Center on the Main Land or the Ranger’s Station at Sea Camp to make sure it is being given on the day you are there.  IF you are up to a 16 mile round trip hike.  Or you can rent a bike at the Ranger’s station.

Lucy Carnegie is another of the “strong women” of Cumberland Island along with Katie Greene both of whom continued on, after the deaths of their husbands,  with the running of their husbands’ businesses and the building of homes on the island.  Lucy did not put any of the homes she built on the island for her children in their names.  They all remained in her name until her death in January of 1916.

 

 

But first, lunch.

This home is impressively located adjacent to a tidal river amid massive live oak trees.  Our group spreads out on the grounds which have numerous picnic tables for lunch before Roy takes us into the house for the tour.  David wants to sit on the side porch of the house but decides it is too windy.  I pick a spot off of that end of the house, next to the river and under the oaks.  I prefer a table if available, he doesn’t

 

 

 

 

What a gorgeous setting.   The salt marsh in one direction.  In the other, the oak trees are magnificent draped in spanish moss with their low arching branches sweeping the ground.  Thanks to all the rain, bright green resurrection fern decorates their limbs.   There are wild horses grazing on the lawns.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

We gather at 1:40 to go into the mansion.

 

 

 

Lucy’s son George Carnegie died in 1921 and when his wife remarried many of the household furnishings from Plum Orchard were auctioned off.  The house was subsequently lived in by one of the youngest Carnegie daughter’s heirs and her doctor husband who had an office in the former hall where he took care of the medical needs of the island during the time they were in residence which was only 6 months of the year like all of the Carnegie family. 

The artistic architectural detailing of the house on the original center section is reminiscent of the mansions of Newport RI which we visited this past summer although I don’t think the Carnegies had a home there.  The wings of the house on each side were added later.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The house was furnished after the auction with items from the Dungeness mansion which the heirs had decided not to continue to maintain.  What a shame.  Dungeness was the home of Lucy and Thomas Carnegie, the first house built, and the one in which the children summered.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I am really amazed that they agreed to allow their summer childhood home to fall into ruins. 

 

Dungeness was located on the southern end of the island and its ruins are not part of the this tour.  You can easily walk there from the first boat landing which we did on our first trip to the island.  Tours are scheduled daily. Take a look at it then and now.

 

 

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I guess they were spending their money on their own homes.

 

 

 

Step inside Plum Orchard’s front hall where Tiffany lamps hang over the original oak parquet floors and you step back into the Gilded Age. There’s original hand-painted water lily wallpaper in the library; built-in oak drawers labeled for ammo in the gun room.

The main entrance hall of Plum Orchard was lavishly decorated. It was designed to impress the many guests that they entertained, often for extended periods.

The Dungeness pieces shown previously are located here and give it the look of an old English manor house.  And indeed the Carnegies have a gun room and were marksmen.

Were something to happen to this house, it could not be restored as the beautiful woodwork is American Chestnut.

 

In the original section is the front hall, the dining room, and parlor/library. The gallery and drawing room/music room are in the wings on the first floor.

 

 

 

 

Decorum must be preserved.

Even here on the wilds of Cumberland Island at the turn of the 20th century you were called to dinner by a bell.  One ring meant 30 minutes to dress for dinner, always a formal occasion.  Sounds like Downton Abbey.  In fact the entire place reminded me a bit of it especially the butler’s pantry and linen closets.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I love that these Tiffany lamps are in the turtle shell pattern.

 

 

 

 

 

All the drawers in this chestnut cabinet held different types of ammunition.

 

The later inhabitant , a doctor, used the left wing hall as his office and this was his apothecary for mixing whatever sorts of potions and salves he used.

 

 

 

 

We climb the stairs to the second level.

On the second floor, the tour goes to bedrooms, bathrooms, walk-through closets, and dressing rooms. It was a long walk to the closet in the morning.  The  house has 106 rooms including the servants quarters and 18 bathrooms.  This is at the turn of the 20th century for a house used only 6 or fewer months per year.  How the rich do live.

 

 

 

 

I love the wooden paddled stand up fans too.  This one was in the nursery.

 

 

 

 

It’s a mighty long upstairs hallway from the center section looking to the far wing. 

Bedrooms and bathrooms galore in this area.  This section of the hallway shows the original color of the original wallpaper.  Probably preserved behind a painting.  I actually like the weathered paper better myself

 

 

 

 

And where is the servants’ area?  It’s behind and above.

 

When we go “behind” on the second floor, Roy points out the crystal doorknob on one side and the glass knob on the servants’ side.   Also note the different paint.  This was so that if a guest opened an incorrect door he would know immediately that this was not the section of the house he wanted.   The picture there is of the door to the apartment lived in by the volunteer tour guides.   Sounds like a job I’d like.  But what to do with Winnona?

Also behind, is the elevator which was put in when the house was originally built but never used until the later years of William Carnegie’s illness when he was in a wheel chair.  The Otis elevator is operated by artesian well water and is the only one of its kind still in existence.

The third floor is not open.  It was the servants’ rooms.

 

 

 

 

 

Also behind is the extensive linen closet.  Beautiful woodwork. LOTS of linens.

 

 

Then, the tour returns to the lower floor to see the kitchen, plating room, and wine cellar. The kitchen is currently undergoing renovation so we could only see the plating room and wine cellar.

 

 

 

Remember now this is 1898.

Our final stop was to the recreation rooms which contain an indoor pool with changing rooms and an indoor squash court for use during inclement weather.  The court picture was taken from the viewing gallery above.

 

 

 

 

Presenting….the Carnegies.

 

Before we leave Plum Orchard I thought perhaps you’d like to see Thomas and Lucy and their 9 children.  We owe Lucy, in particular, a debt for tying up the acreage on Plum Orchard until her last child died in the 60’s so that it was not spoiled or developed prior to that time and was therefore available to be “saved” unlike either Jekyll or Hilton Head.

Thomas and Lucy

 

 

The family after Thomas’ death.  Lucy is in the middle leaning on the stonework.

 

 

The day is winding down as we head to our last stop.

Our day is almost over as we head back down the road toward our last stop at the Stafford Cemetery.  All along the road both going up and coming back we have seen these pens.  The park service is attempting to trap the wild hogs which are tearing up the island.  There are 6 hunts a year but a wild sow can have 3 litters of a dozen piglets each in a single year.  The odds are staggering against getting these destructive non native animals off the island.

 

 

 

 

Along the side of the road we come across this young colt and its mother.  Too cute!

 

 

There are a few fields maintained by rights holders some of whom have put private air strips on them.  The horses like these for grazing obviously but once the rights are regained by the park service the fields will not be maintained.  Today, their red grasses and wildflowers are very pretty.

 

 

 

 

We are not the only visitors at the Stafford Cemetery.

 

 

 

Like the Stafford House, the Stafford Graveyard is surrounded by a tabby fence.

 

 

Robert Stafford’s grave is the large stone on the right.  His mother and father are the flat stones on the ground.  His children are not buried here although it is rumored that Elizabeth Bernardey – Zebette - who returned to the island from Connecticut where he sent her and their 6 children prior to the civil war, is buried in an unmarked grave next to him.

 

 

The wild horses really are everywhere.  We have seen them them along the road and at each stop we’ve made including here.  They are curious and will approach you if you stand still long enough. But they are wild horses and it is best not to put your hand out to them.

 

 

 

 

We arrive back at the visitor center in time for the 4:00 program on horseshoe crabs designed to round up the troops for the ferry loading at 4:30.

 

 

 

The conditions for today are posted on the wall in the center and it confirms the windy conditions.   I’d love to have one of their tide clocks.  I have room in Winnona.  Hear that Santa??

 

 

 

 

The boat leaves on time from Sea Camp dock, we take our same spot. 

It stops and picks up folks at the Dungeness dock but there are fewer people going back on the late boat than came over this morning.  Some must have left on the mid day boat and others are camping and staying over night.   We have the booth all to ourselves.  All the easier to stretch out for a nap.

Except for the law enforcement rangers who live on the island, interpretive park rangers ride to and from the island each day.  They are huddled up outside on the non windy side at the back of the boat.  I guess they are about talked out for today.  

 

 

 

Our time on the island and the tour turned out to be just as terrific as we thought.  We’re really glad we were able to go since rain and more rain is predicted for tomorrow and Saturday.   This will definitely not be our  last trip to Cumberland Island National Seashore.  What a treasure!