A Week at Pawleys Island, South Carolina

August 3rd, 2014. Categories / N. America

Recently, J and I went to Pawleys Island, SC for a week of relaxing in a rental house with her family.

Our flights went to and from Atlanta, which was a six hour drive away.

The house was the perfect size for our party of twelve. The weather was hot and humid, but mostly rainless.

Most of the break involved a lot of hammock lounging, paddle boarding, canoeing, boogie boarding, sand castle making, eating, playing cards, building with Lego, and visiting.

I took a break from photos too, as my lens clouded up every time I went between inside and outside. Plus, I didn’t want to get sand all over the camera or dunk it in salt water.

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Hammock detail.
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Our rental paddle boards.
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The micro-crab hangout leading to our private dock.
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Ma’am’s gams.
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Approaching the Atlantic Ocean.
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Clear salt water.
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A parade to inspect the crab traps.
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J on the canoe.
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Estuary grass.
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Power emblem.
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J and the little paddlers.
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Old boat house.
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Discarded shells.
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A massive shrimp boil dinner.
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The aftermath at sunset.

Daughter and mother.
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Storm chaser.
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White sand, green runners.
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Ghostbusters 3.

Multiple layers of epic fast-moving, swirling clouds.
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Sisters.
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Wow.
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A sunset to inspire a classical painting.
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Sunset boat.
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Chips.
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Sky and grass.
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Birdhouses.
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Chasing K out to the ocean.
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The protected water at the edge of the ocean.
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Docking complete.
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Us and our canoe.
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Toadfish and crab.
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The wheel of Myrtle Beach.
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What is this, the tropics?
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The master of skee.
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Boxes.
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Open for business?
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Classy and crass.
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The colorful mini golfers.
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The agony of defeat.
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Me and my new love: paddle boarding.
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I look fabulous!
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Droplets.
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The creeper van of ATL.
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Kudzu.
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The right side of the tracks.
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Reunited for a good porch sit.

We spent the night in Atlanta before flying back, and had time to visit two of J’s old friends and get nice and sweaty before our flight.

I definitely want to go back to South Carolina. There was a lot of weird scenery and abandonment that I didn’t get to explore as a passenger, and is a treat to have ocean water warm enough to play in without a wet suit.

One Comment


Leslie Daum:

Wow, those clouds!

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