Thursday, November 6, 2008

Cumberland Island

We decided to go ahead and go to Cumberland Island today. I reeeeally wanted to see those wild horses:). We took a 45 minute passenger ferry over to the island where we were greeted by a kooky park ranger named Rene. She has loved the island since she was a kid and when she was old enough, she got a job there, and hasn't left since... and she is in her 50's I'd say. She describes herself as a geographically undesirable woman, therefore never having married. She seems perfectly content with her island though.

So we embarked on a tour with Rene where she recounted the history of the island which once belonged to Native Americans, then was inhabited by different settlers and owners. She had us (10 adults) standing in as actors as she recounted the story. Overall, it was amusing. I got to be Catherine Greene, who was very popular amongst the men, and kind of a modern woman.. wearing pants when she rode horses, wowee! Hearing all of the stories and side stories gave life to the place. There are ruins of several mansions on the 15 mile long island. The mansions were destinations of the rich and famous at one time. In fact, the island was owned by the Carnegies until 1972 when they gave it over to the park service. The deal they struck was funny though, and some family members still live in the houses there. It was interesting to walk around, wondering if the other people there might be cabillionaires.

After our walk around the ruins of Dungeness, we walked through the sand dunes to the beach. We walked for awhile down there, picking up shells. We found several good ones, but no big ones. Cumberland Island is also near a submarine base, and the Navy had to dredge a couple of passages for the submarines. The stuff they dredged up now lines the roads that go through Cumberland Island. I found a shark's tooth out on the road! After walking the beach, we headed inland through an oak grove. These were the coolest oaks I'd ever seen. It felt like we were walking through an enchanted forest, the way the limbs started at the ground and sprawled everywhere as they tried to reach the skies.

As we made our way to the front of the island, our time on the island was coming to an end... and we hadn't seen horses yet! I was very glad we came, and in retrospect I would have come without seeing the horses, but I still wanted to see them! As we got back to where we arrived, Tim saw one! And then three more! There were several grazing at a distance, and I was happy:). We still had an hour to kill, so decided to walk back to the ruins where we had been tipped that we might see more horses. Sure enough, there were about ten more that we saw. There were some young ones, and older ones, all looking very different. These horses belonged to Andrew Carnegie's mother, and when she died, in her will she said to let the horses go on the island. Apparently she had Morgans, Mustangs, Appaloosas, Thoroughbreds... many different kinds of horses. So the horses there today are mutts.. but very pretty mutts.

I'm very glad we went to the Cumberland Island National Seashore, and I would love to go back sometime and camp. It is an island you could spend a week exploring!

1 comment:

Karin said...

This is a place I have never been. Sounds like fun. The sand looks beautiful. Glad you are having such a wonderful time.

Love, Mom