Good Friends. . . Good times.

Friday and Saturday nights we spent in Kittrell, North Carolina. Friends who once lived in the subdivision with Terry’s parents moved back to their “roots” and have lovingly restored Mildred’s family home. . . Bambro Plantation. They have restored and upgraded this beautiful old home and are soon to be opening their Bambro Plantation Bed and Breakfast. Willard has set up a motorhome pad out behind the house where they lived in their RV for three years while re-doing the house. We parked in his spot there and had our own patio and chairs, enjoying a fire in the evening surrounded by beautifully landscaped grounds.

There is no description I could give which would do justice to the house, so I will let the pictures tell that story. While there, we dined with other guests for breakfast. . . enjoying a wonderful southern menu complete with grits. I must confess, I had never enjoyed grits until I tasted Mildred’s homemade ones. . . and they were delicious.

The house sits on a bluff and there was always a slight breeze. It was warm during the day and cool at night. Perfect. On Saturday, our hosts took us in to Oxford and showed us other historic houses which were in various stages of being restored. Oxford has quite a few antebellum-type homes and we enjoyed the tour. We also went to Henderson and along the way were shown other points of interest including the two orphanages founded after the civil war, one for white children and the other for black. Both remain in operation.

This morning we bid our friends good bye and were on the road again by 8 a.m. The last three driving days, I have done all the driving, but it hasn’t been hard. Terry is recovering from his really nasty cold. I truly think he had allergies in Virginia. We had so much rain and even the air was beginning to smell musty and moldy and I think that is what did him in. He is much better, but still not up to par.

We stopped for the day around 2:30 at Santee State Park on beautiful Lake Marion in South Carolina. It is a lake of 110,000 acres, but shallow, with a cypress forest in the middle of it. The lake is a dirty coffee color which they say is due to the trees. And the literature I picked up indicates there are alligators around, so I guess swimming is out. Hah. We have a nice campsite and a view through the trees of the lake. Probably will leave again tomorrow on our trek down to see Brandon.

We are having warm days and cool nights. It has been perfect. Haven’t been bothered by mosquitos much since we left Jocelyn’s.



Till next time. . .

Dale