Hilton Head Island 2021

“But look, the morn, in russet mantle clad,
Walks o’er the dew of yon high eastward hill.”
Hamlet, per Horatio, Act 1, Scene 1

This morning – the final leg of our two-day motor vehicle drive from Almonte to Hilton Head Island – began shortly after 5:00 am from our overnight stay in West Virginia. The immediate morning hours upon daybreak took us through the Shenandoah Valley. We had begun our journey early enough to escape a good deal of what I know historically is intense traffic punctuated as always by endless transport trucks.

Our initial attempt at breakfast in Trouteville failed because the GPS was incomprehensible.  The reward however was an excellent repast not an hour later.

As we approached Hilton Head Island from the i95 we were redirected by the GPS along an unfamiliar route from which we nonetheless regained the customary sign posts. Our check-in with Beverly Serral’s office went smoothly. It was a relatively painless exercise unloading baggage from the car into the apartment.  We then crossed the road and dined at the golf course dining room.  The meal was unsatisfactory and the manager “comp’d” the entire production – though we gave a gratuity to our cheerful server.

After dinner we sorted our things into drawers then went to bed.