Hunting Island is one of many that make up South Carolina’s Lowcountry. It was first occupied by Native Americans and once the white man arrived, it’s history was connected to plantations and slavery. Today, however, as Atlantic waves roll in and out, it is where one can escape the challenges of the outside world.
Walking the beach, I love seeing the joy on a child’s face as he/she rushes to show a found treasure.
I am reminded of wade fishing with my dad when I spot someone doing just that. No doubt a catch will be that evening’s dinner.
Seeing a person lost in a book uninterrupted except by the sound of the waves tells me that is in my future.
While the waves may not be huge, they are enough for some to experience the thrill of surfing. I’m thinking that’s a lot of work for little reward!
Not bothered by my presence, a variety of birds scamper along the shore seeking a tasty treat.
In the background, a lighthouse rises above the trees. Seeing me staring, a person told me that at one time it sat closer to shore, but due to erosion it has been moved farther back 3 times. Considering that construction began in 1874, it is interesting that it was designed to be disabled and moved as need arose.
There is so much more to Hunting Island, and I can’t wait to return to capture and share more of its beauty.