North Myrtle Beach, SC
We are just finishing the first of two weeks here in North Myrtle Beach. The mild weather and empty beaches have made for some very relaxing visits to the ocean.
We’ve also enjoyed spending some time with RV friends Sue and Dave Bank (Beluga’s Excellent Adventure) and Steve and MonaLiza Lowe (The Lowes RV Adventures). Three nights in a row we enjoyed a happy hour at one of our sites. We then walked to the nearby shopping area called Barefoot Landing for dinner.
Friday afternoon we were treated to a visit by our son, Kevin. Kevin is a flight instructor (soon to be an airline pilot) and one of his students, Shawn, owns a nice plane. So Kevin, Shawn, and Cory (another instructor at the flight school) flew in from Atlanta and landed at the Grand Strand Airport, just a mile north of our RV park.
We all piled into the Jeep and drove to Greg Norman’s Australian Grill for lunch. Greg was not at the restaurant that day, but we enjoyed a great meal and good conversation without him.
As sundown approached, the crew taxied out for takeoff. Unfortunately, the main alternator was not functioning properly, so they returned to the terminal. The plane has a secondary alternator that provides enough power for basic operations, but they didn’t like the idea of flying at night without full electrical power. Since there were no repair facilities at this airport, we drove them to the hotel next to the RV park, where Shawn and Cory stayed, while Kevin spent the night with us in the motorhome. Early (and we do mean early!) the next morning we drove the crew back to the airport and they took off just before sunrise. The flight back to the Atlanta area was then completed without incident.
Since we rarely get up this early, (OK, full disclosure – we never get up this early!) we drove down to the beach to watch the sun rise over the ocean. While we did enjoy the sunrise, we like sunsets better as they occur at a much more reasonable hour!
We have to stay in North Myrtle for another week to walk/read/nap at the beach. But if we don’t do it, who will?