We started out another great weekend by getting up early and heading out to Jekyll Island for a weekend of camping and adventure. Early a.m. we hit up the bike shop for a new tube on M.E.’s bike and then headed North on 95 for a couple of hrs. I was able to get us a primitive site at Jekyll Island Campground and we both looked forward to getting there. We arrived, checked in, and headed out into the wilderness in search of our primitive camping spot. Primitive it was, right along a 40 ft. motor home and roughly seven other tents, ok not so primitive after all I guess.
Lit up the fire pit for some grub bbq chicken, baked potatoes, and our favorite corn on the cob. Slammed down a few more beers and headed back out for a 3 mile bike to the nearest bar, Latitude 31 Rah Bar, at the old wharf. The Rah Bar ended up being a complete shit show, which I love when things turn in this direction! We crashed with 3 different wedding parties, listened to a good jam band, and pounded Guiness till I’m not quite sure when. Oh right, When the bartender told me it was closing time. No problem, quick game of Jenga, a few more shots and slam a New Castle and Guiness (on the house) and its time to get moving again.
Onto the bikes we go and began pedaling down the historic district trail. Oh what do we have here! Another bar that is open! We head into a pool bar at the Jekyll Island Club, and I believe we made the music stop. I didn’t realize this place was so nice, but I guess board shorts and a tshirt weren’t the norm here.. Pounded a Heineken and back out on the road we go. We made it home with very little entertainment. Just one minor bike crash.