Edisto Beach State Park has two parks.
The main park and campground are nestled in a
maritime forest of live oaks, spanish moss and pine trees.
This is where the hiking trails, boat launch
and environmental learning center are located.
The second park is about a ½ mile away.
It has a beautiful beach, dunes and a narrow strip of land between the
dunes and the tidal Scott Creek, with only 70 campsites and a few bath
houses.
That is where we camped.
Our tiny campsite is on Scott Creek, and we have a beautiful
view of the tidal marsh.
When we
arrived, we saw mud flats and marsh grass.
As the afternoon progressed, the tide came in, and the water came up
near to our picnic table and fire ring.
We have enjoyed watching the ebb and flow of the waters.
We have seen a few wading birds, and had a
neighborly anhinga for a few days.
There
is an elusive raccoon who leaves footprints on the table cloth on our picnic
table– guess we don’t keep the same hours as he does.
The ocean is so close that you can hear the rumble of the
ocean waves in our motor home. The beach
is gorgeous. It has bands thick with
shells left by the waves. Every high
tide we see shell collectors walking along bent over, with their plastic bags
to hold the shells. A short walk north on the beach, where Scott
Creek connects with the ocean, there are even more shells piled up. It is a haven for shell collectors.
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Shells |
We’ve taken several long walks on the beach,
enjoying the fresh, salt air and the bright sun.
Highs have been in the 60’s, so with the sea
breeze we’ve worn light jackets. Tiki, meanwhile, has been in her element retrieving her ball, dodging the bigger waves going out, and surfing back on the smaller ones coming in.
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Where Scott Creek meets the sea |
Not far up the road is the Botany Bay Plantation Wildlife
Management Area.
It is actually the
remains of two old cotton plantations that were given to the state.
Very few buildings remain.
They plant some of the fields with crops that
the animals that live there would eat.
Ocella Creek runs through the plantation, and they have a nice launch
spot for kayaks and canoes.
We had a
nice paddle down the creek, first heading into the rising tide, and then turning
around and letting the tide carry us back.
We barely paddled for the trip back and returned in ½ the time it took
for the first leg against the tide.
The
paddle was through a “winter” marsh of brown grass stems.
We saw a few green leaves coming up.
We had thought to see more birds, but only
saw a few egrets from a distance and a little blue heron.
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