Down the Coast

Yesterday we decided we needed to get out of the house for something besides a doctor's appointment or shopping, so we went in search of an allusive restaurant in Sunbury down the coast from us. Sunbury is not really a town any more having been deserted after the Civil War.  It had been founded in 1748 by Capt. Mark Carr after he had acquired a 1,000 acres of land from the government.  Sunbury was the 2nd largest shipping port in Georgia, after Savannah, shipping lumber, rice, indigo and cotton to Europe, and Ft. Morris was built to protect the town from invasion by the British during the War of 1812.  A couple of signers of the U.S. Constitution lived there, Lyman Hall and Button Gwinnett.  But prosperity didn't return after the Civil War  and the last house, Screven house, was torn down in the 1960's.  There is a colonial cemetery and that's all that remains of the past.
 We had read reviews of the restaurant  and people either loved it or hated it, but Mac was really craving a piece of fish, something I don't cook very often,  so we decided to try and find the place.  In the past we  have tried to find the Sunbury Crab Company a couple of times  and usually ended up lost on backroads to no where.  So yesterday Mac Googled the directions to the place, I actually dressed up a bit and we headed down the road.  The Google directions were awful, road signs were turned around, we had to back track at least once, but finally we found it.
Rustic as all get out in a beautiful location sitting on the Medway River, we found seats near a window, studied the menu and discovered that everything was fried, had our ears blasted by a "gentleman" sounding like Slim Pickens at the table behind us, and ordered shrimp for me and flounder for Mac.  The salads were good, the food was ok, but nothing special, and quite overpriced.  But it was nice to be out and about, so we ate, enjoyed the view and then walked down to the water.

The drive back was along backroads and we spotted this shed and wagon, Mac took several pictures, saying he thought it would make a great painting.
 
We also took a picture of the Dorchester Academy.  This was originally a large brick school built in the 1870's for freed slaves.  It was used actively by the civil rights movement and Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. wrote part of his "I Have a Dream Speech" there.  Today all that is left is a boy's dormitory built in 1937.
Home again then, nice day out.