We spent Wednesday in and about Myrtle Beach, South Carolina. To be honest, we had no expectations for this sprawling beach resort. We’d heard of it, of course, but did not know what to expect. And in some ways it is similar to Virginia Beach, our last stop, but mostly were you to hang about in town, which we did not do.
Interestingly, part of our itinerary came from a server in one of the restaurants at the hotel where we stayed. The rest was of Sharon’s devise.
We began the day at Brookview Gardens, which was pulled together out of four old low country rice plantations in the 1930s by Archer and Alma Huntington, of the railroad family. It was initially meant to showcase Alma’s sculpture but would then grow beyond that. Today it bills itself as the world’s largest sculpture garden.
But what interested us most was the Lowcountry exhibits which presented lowcountry life and work on the rice plantations of the 18th and 19th centuries and, of course, slavery and the lives and culture of the African and African-American slaves.
|Amazing range of foliage colors|
|A statue and an egret|
|The bird takes wing, statue (out of frame) remains|
|Interestingly it is hard sometimes to see the sculptures in these images, they are easily enjoyed in three dimensions|
|Today the fields commemorate the lives of the slaves and make for great Kodak moments|
|Apart from walking the lowcountry, visitors could also take a boat ride through the creeks to learn more about rice culture|
|And wildlife, in creeks|
|and on land|
From there, we decided to explore Huntington State Beach. There we were able to walk along a boardwalk into the marshes. The vistas and wildlife were a treat.
|Coastal marshes that are just across the creeks (and today's highway) from the Brookgreen and other plantations that make up the Huntington's gardens|
|The state of South Carolina is working to restore the oyster beds which you see here|
|View of the marshes|
|The marshwalk allows you to peer down into the oyster beds and to see them and the crabs that are so plentiful|
|Colonies of tiny crabs. How many can you see??|
|A cormorant preens|
|Oyster beds in the marshes|
|This large crab, feeding on a dead jelly, drew a crowd|
Next came dinner at Murrell’s Inlet, which had been suggested at the hotel, and from there we concluded the day with a drive along the beaches up to the city of Myrtle Beach itself. The area sprawls across several beach resort communities and some of it rivaled Gatlinburg and Virginia Beach for pure honky-tonk, but over all the gorgeous setting trumps (you should pardon that word) the pitiful human attempts to degrade nature.