Today we took a side trip to Murrells Inlet. This is only about 12 miles south of Myrtle Beach but seems like a totally different world. The sandy beaches melt into a salt marsh and the tourist trappings transform into caverns of live oaks laced with moss.
This fishing village of weathered clapboard homes and sloops is much older than Myrtle Beach, having been founded in the early 1700's. Blackbeard and other pirates supposedly sailed up into the inlet.
This small island in the marsh is home to a couple cattle, a goat or two and a peacock. Locals told us that these animals live here for about 9 months out of the year. Not much roaming space!
There were several seafood restaurants along a boardwalk. Very laid back and so different from the crowds by our condo. We had a great shrimp lunch here.
Another beautiful area. Your prose is developing nicely. I'm going to have to step up my game here to try to keep up.
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