Charleston, SC

May 9-10, 2020 – Charleston is our second big cultural stop in South Carolina. In normal times, it has quite a reputation as a ‘foodie paradise’, in addition to all its history and architectural beauty.

Unfortunately, it wasn’t normal times, so we weren’t really able to get the full dining experience; maybe next time. We did manage to get a sidewalk table on Mothers Day, though, and ordered some pretty good takeout from a well-known restaurant for lunch on Monday while we were waiting for tide/current to allow our safe exit from our dock at the Carolina Yacht Club.

We took our bikes all around on Sunday, and managed to see quite a bit of the historic area. We went for walk in the morning sunshine on Monday back around the Battery, to get a closer view.

The Battery is a landmark defensive seawall and promenade in Charleston, South Carolina. Named for a civil-war coastal defense artillery battery at the site, it stretches along the lower shores of the Charleston peninsula, bordered by the Ashley and Cooper Rivers, which meet here to form Charleston harbor. (Wikipedia)

While its Civil War history is front and center, there is a lot of Revolutionary War history on display as well.

View of the Battery from the boat
And from the promenade
Porches on all levels running the full length of the homes were very common. Note the door to the street enters onto the porch, and then the main entrance to the home in the center.
Another example of porch entrance to the interior main entry off the porch.
Heading down an alleyway between some homes.
At the park on the tip of the Battery
‘Confederate Jasmine’
John C. Calhoun. Interesting and complex fellow. Per Wikipedia, “Calhoun was one of the “Great Triumvirate” or the “Immortal Trio” of Congressional leaders, along with his Congressional colleagues Daniel Webster and Henry Clay. In 1957, a Senate Committee headed by Senator John F. Kennedy selected Calhoun as one of the five greatest United States Senators of all time.”
Night Heron. They were nesting in the tall trees in one particular park. Big birds, noisy, and according to a local, detested for their plentiful, odiferous droppings.
Fort Sumter, on our way out of Charleston Harbor
We bought scallops while in town, and fixed them, with mushroom cauliflower risotto, for dinner at anchor.
Dinner…
…and a view

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