Fish Sticks

There are beautiful mornings in the Carolina LowCountry and then there are "Beautiful Mornings". I spent a few minutes of today's morning making the "crossing" over Calibogue Sound. The water was flat as a pancake and the sky was crystal clear blue. This splendid combination made our velvety wake mesmerizing as it's blue tinted waters found their way to the white oyster shell laden shore. It  was one of those mornings when I just wanted to ride the ferry back to Daufuskie again and again and again.  I called my Bride and said "Hey Mary...ya gotta take the boat this morning.......I spent my first ten years in the LowCountry on Hilton Head and spent little time on the water. It was only when we purchased our home at Bloody Point and began my daily "water trips" to the mainland did I understand what the beauty of the LowCountry was all about. Folks ask me all the time "how can you ride that boat to work each morning?" I simply respond "how could I not." Anyway....I was riding "up top"  this morning with a few guys from Ohio that obviously have spent very little time on the water. One pointed to a bunch of floating spartina grass and said "fish sticks". Apparently one of the fellows was excited about seeing a fish on another "crossing" but it turned out to be just a bunch of old grass. They were in the process of razzing him big time when one of the biggest dolphins I have ever seen decided to put on a show and did a two turned out of the water back flip. It was one of those times when words had no meaning but the moment we shared will linger in those fellows minds from Ohio forever.