Sarah, Sandy, and I had a good time just wandering the beach on Tybee Island. Too bad I couldn’t get pictures of Sarah and me on the beach at night. There was a full moon and the breakers were crashing against the beach while we sipped wine and stood in the surf. It was one of the most romantic and exciting experiences I’ve ever had.

Anyways, I’ve got other, less romantic pictures, but they’re still pretty good.






Here’s the bed and breakfast we stayed at for our last night on the island. It was decent, but the service and community aspects weren’t that great. However, we did meet some nice Germans at breakfast. They were a little offended by the upcoming Octoberfest celebration in Savannah. They didn’t think that $3 Coors Lite in a plastic cup was very representative of German culture.




You should have seen the guy in the yellow shirt jump when his younger brother (son?) in the green shirt got a bite on his line. He went crazy. Too bad he couldn’t hold onto the fish. Look close near his hands and you can see it slipping out. It bounced on the pier and dropped back into the water (about a 10m drop).




The view from on the pier, looking down the beach. It was a little cold, but the kids were still having a great time.





Sarah and Sandy goofing off on the beach. If you plant your feet in the sand, the water will eventually erode the sand under you. You slowly sink in until your feet are buried. Or, you can take Sarah’s approach and just dig in straight away.




A perfect setup. I wrote my initials in the sand and then waited, camera in hand, for the surf to dare erase it. I swear, this picture looks straight off of a greeting card.




A lone picture of the cameraman, doing his best to look cool. Now I know how my father feels. Thousands of pictures and I’m in 1 or 2 of them when I beg someone to take my picture.




Two young lovers enjoying some time on the beach. Savannah and Tybee Island will always be special to us because that’s where we spent our honeymoon.