Happy Halloween! One of our cruising acquaintances came by as they were getting a early start to toss some candy on Calypso.

We dinghied ashore at the wharf next to the Jekyl Island Club and toured the historic district. Once the winter playground home to the uber wealthy (Mellon, Carnegie, Pulitzer, Goodyear, Gould among the select invitees) now the revived club accepts all comers. Jackets for dinner, please. (Christine will be pleased to know the veranda chairs are upholstered in the same fabric she chose for our cockpit cushions.) The private homes they built next to the Club were called "cottages."

In the historic district is the new Georgia Sea Turtle Center where they have a couple dozen sea turtles in their immaculate "sick bay" recovering from various natural and man made ailments.

After a human refueling aboard Calypso, I took the bike ashore and did a circumnavigation of the island. The homes on the perimeter road are surprisingly modest ranches, all built in the sixties and seventies it seems. A few of the hotels, condos, etc. on the ocean side are virtually empty. This must be the absolute off season or else the hospitality industry here is on its heels.

If you bring a bike aboard, this is a must stop. (One speed cruiser bikes also available to rent.) Most of the bike path is away from the road, winding through the marshes or the live oaks dripping with Spanish moss. On the eastern side, it runs next to the dunes and beaches.

Back to Calypso, where we caught the favorable tide to Cumberland Island.