Beautiful Beaufort

We spent an easy day at Isle of Hope on Sunday, April 22.  Rain was expected, but very little developed.  Another load of laundry and a batch of white chili then to bed for an early departure Monday.

Passing Hilton Head-notice the water kicking up a little, warning us what was to come:

Port Royal Sound was rough, but usually once you cross a sound and get back on the more protected ICW, things calm down.  Not so this day, as we turned into the Beaufort River the following (behind us) then beam (against the side of the boat) seas became head-on, washing saltwater over the bow.  We followed a larger looper boat to the marina, staying close enough that their wake helped calm the water for us.  This is Parris Island Marine Recruit Depot, where John's father endured basic training in the early 30's and refresher training when he rejoined in the 40's:

Mary Frances at the dock in Beaufort, SC:

An unusual neighbor:

We walked around the city.  How do you like this street sign?

There are many beautiful and historic houses and other buildings in Beaufort:

Do you think they recognize the historical significance of their napping place?

St. Helena Episcopal Church is 300 years old this year:

Some of the tombstones were used as operating tables during the Civil War.  When Matthew and Benjer used to help their Grandma Leatherman place flags on the graves of veterans for Memorial Day, all of the flags were the same.  Not so here:

We stayed 2 nights, as the wind picked up as we approached and continued through Tuesday.  We left early Wednesday, April 25 (Happy Birthday to Mary's sister Sue) and arrived in Charleston before the winds picked up again in the afternoon.