Myrtle Beach Resort - Sixth Weekend Follies

Myrtle Beach is beautiful! High rises, condominiums, apartment buildings, resorts, restaurants, lights, streets, sidewalks, people, and shops. Mile after mile of Fun Land and Sun. Ocean Blvd is the closest you can drive to the water, anymore. "You used to be able to drive to ON the beach," according to my friend Wayne. That's no longer the case.

Saturday night the two of us drove down Ocean Blvd, around down 20th Ave N. This was around 10:00pm or so. Our destination wound up being Bummz Beach Cafe. Is a name any indication? Sure is in this case. Right there, only a short sidewalk's step off the back porch patio is the beach. Going the other direction, as we did later on, you'd head inside. Karaoke was in full swing by the time we finished up at the bar. Began the evening throwing back a shot of Jack Daniels to kick off our tab, then swilling our way through three Red Stripe's apiece.

The discussions were lively and gestures exaggerated. Conversations turned into game of keeping track of which of all the faces around you you'd been focused on five minutes ago. Well, too much talk and. Too much thought about trying to remember too much talk. Time for pictures, we'll pick up the story later.

Waking Up

Friday, July 13th, 2012

To the right and rear of me ... ZOOM

Georgetown is Industrial!
Both a paper mill and steelworks?
Cool place to explore, I bet.

The paper mill, I presume.

Typical South Carolinian's vehicle.

And not just for decoration, either!

Wayne knows the owner of this bar (name forgotten). We came out here Friday evening. Drank a bottle, smoked a couple, shot some pool, and finally tested out our reflexes with some table tennis. Not half bad, either!

My friend Wayne (aka 'T')

Saturday, July 14th, 2012

My home in Myrtle Beach from 1:30 AM Saturday morning until 3:00 PM Sunday afternoon.
I've just arrived. 

Good morning, 6 AM. You're looking beautiful.

Early morning set-up. 

From there to here. Increasing returns.
Looking to the right. 

Looking to the left. 

The best I could do at 7:00 AM in the morning. 

Don't get dizzy! (It's only 5 ft deep.)

Made my way downstairs. 

Downstairs and into the surf, wading feet first. Real brave, no? No, just testing the waters. You should check it out, too.

It's going to be a great day, a memorable weekend ...

... and we're just getting started. 

That day I swam under a bright sun, body-surfed the best waves yet, put in some hard work helping Wayne, swam some more, sat in the sun, got back out into the water to cool off, freshened up, met Wayne downstairs, cast a line in hopes of a shark, took a drive downtown, awed at all the shining lights, and finally ended up at Bummz.

Sunday, July 15th, 2012

Back down to the water before it gets too much hotter.

  

Myrtle Beach. Swim-wear shops and all. 

Leaving the laid-back strands of Myrtle Beach. 

Great, thick, green walls of the Francis Marion National Forest. 

Highway to Heaven

Blasting home; do notice the cloud bank. SO pretty! (The music playing in my car is from an "In Search of Sunrise" mix by Tiesto.)

Across the Ravenel  Bridge and back into downtown Charleston. 

So that about finished up that weekend.

I arrived back at my apartment around 4:30 PM, made a phat dinner, of two hotdogs with chili, cheese, a pint of Sweetwater 420 beer, and a Claussen pickle, and settled in for the evening.