We’ve got a bunch of sunrise pictures from the balcony of condo B-327 in the Hilton Head Beach & Tennis Resort because it faces east, but today when the sun went down the horizon turned pinkish like the start of a sunrise, even though it was setting about 150° away.
This is the picture I’m not using of the two taken for the Destination – Ocean (Atlantic). From the 3rd floor stairs of the Admiral’s Row building on the Hilton Head Beach & Tennis Resort.
While taking pictures of the updated condos on HHI yesterday there was a brief appearance by Mr. Sun, so I stepped out on the balcony of AR-301 and grabbed a quick panorama shot.
What was supposed to be a nice sunny day turned into a cloudy, gray day with occasional fog here on HHI. Still beat a Saturday at home raking up a blanket of brown oak tree leaves.
We took little trip down to HHI this weekend to get away from the hectic “big city” and to take some updated photos for the Hilton Head Condo Rentals web site. The above picture is of this morning’s sunrise from the balcony of B327.
While we were down in this neck of the woods we made a side trip to our favorite little book store in a fading outlet mall just south of Savannah. They sell hardcover books that are returned off lease from libraries across the country for just a buck or two. Donna picked up 9 books for herself, a few kids books for the west coast and I found myself eight to read. Total cost was a little over $23.
I’ve read every one of Robert B. Parker’s Spenser novels, but not all of his Jesse Stone books, not recognizing the title of one I found on the shelf, Killing The Blues, I picked it up. When I started reading it this afternoon it had all the usual elements, but it seemed a little off. When I looked closer at the cover I realized why, it said Robert B. Parker‘s Killing The Blues not Robert B. Parker. At the bottom of the cover, under the “A Jesse Stone Novel” line was By Michael Brandman.
With permission from the estate this fellow was allowed to write a new novel using the characters Mr. Parker had created. He has the pedigree, Mr. Brandman supervised the screen plays for three Jesse Stone TV movies, co-wrote three others and was Executive Producer on all 8 of them, but it wasn’t a Parker book. I finished it, but I’m not going to read any more faux Robert B. Parker books. I may take a look at finding some more real Jesse Stone books to read though.
Not far out of town on our way to HHI the Purple Whale passed the 36,000 mile mark.
We spent the weekend on HHI and instead of roaming the island we crossed the bridge back to the mainland for breakfast. Our destination was the world famous Squat-N-Gobble in Bluffton. We figured we’d eat breakfast and do a little geocaching around town, there were probably about a dozen within walking distance, and then head back to HHI.
Donna and I actually ate at this restaurant once before – 21 years ago. We were in Savannah for a Miata gathering and had brought our bicycles to go for a Saturday morning ride with the Coastal Bicycle Touring Club of Savannah. The Squat-N-Gobble was the destination for lunch and then ride back.
The place hadn’t changed much. It seemed like they bumped it out enough to add two more tables, but we couldn’t be positive. When we pulled into the parking lot I notice a town police car across the street and a city working was piling barricade parts on a telephone pole nearby. Donna asked our server if today was the town’s Christmas Parade and the answer was, “Yes.” “It starts at 11, but they will be shutting the streets down starting at nine.” She told us to park in the Dollar General lot next door as the parade route passed right down the street between them, that way if we wanted to get out of town beforehand we could.
Donna and I thought it might be fun to watch their parade, so we ate and headed out touring town and geocaching away. We found 7 in a row and when we DNF’d number eight we called it quits. It was 10:30 anyway, so it was time to head back to find a viewing spot. We dropped our equipment off at the car, grabbed a couple of cold soft drinks and wandered into the fray. For such a small town they sure attracted a large crowd for the parade.
Turns out thinking it might be fun and it actually being fun were not too similar. We watched about 15 minutes before making our way back to the Dollar General parking lot and heading out of town and back to the condo.