Jekyll Island. Sometimes you just know you are right.

Jekyll Island. Sometimes you just know you are right.

I spent last weekend on Jekyll Island. Now I have been to St. Simons lots, but only driven around Jekyll one time about six years ago.  Jekyll Island has a storied history. We were staying at the Jekyll Island Club Hotel.  

 

The Jekyll Island Club Hotel has its roots in the 1880’s, when the world’s richest and made it their winter home, forming the Jekyll Island Club.  

J. P. Morgan, William Rockefeller, Joseph Pulitzer and Marshall Field. The membership possessed one-sixth of the wealth of the entire world. They built the club, and then a colony of little “cottages,” many of them in the 7 to 8,000 square foot range.  

We were there for the Georgia Press Association Annual Meeting, more specifically the dinner and awards ~ for I love placards, amulets and the like.  

That’s my barometer for choosing half marathons. Do they hand out finisher’s medals?  

I was there to pick up a nice finisher’s medal and we decided to stay a few nights.  

One bit of conversation my husband and I had all weekend was proposed development for the island. Right now 65 percent of the island is a nature preserve, development only allowed on 35 percent.  

Lots of controversy over the development, but for now due to economics – looks like plans have stalled. Even if a point is moot — why miss out on a lively discussion (all weekend) with your mate?  Hubby, like good entrepreneur, thinks land should be allowed to find the highest value for the owner.  

I agree completely ~ with lots of exceptions.  

Jekyll Island quickly became one of the exceptions after tooling around on bicycle with friend and seeing the stunning landscape.  

  

The next day, Hubby and I tooled around for hours on bikes. Felt rather like  a honeymoon in sense that there were lots of pictures of me standing in front of things and shots of him edging up to some ruin. No children and never anyone around to take a picture of us together ~ except lots of water fowl, deer and bunnies.  

 

I could not get over the trees. The old, old live oaks, their limbs straining from the weight of Spanish moss.

Unbelievable.

Half way through riding the trails of seaside wilderness, my husband just said, “You are right.”

Sometimes a land’s highest value is not a strip mall with grocery and t-shirt shop. Or luxury high-rises.

“You’re right.”  Unbelievable.

Not really. He’s a pretty smart fellow.

2 responses to “Jekyll Island. Sometimes you just know you are right.”

  1. Jamie says:

    Jekyl Island is soooo beautiful! I live in Georgia, but don’t make it down that way often enough.

  2. Jamie Miles says:

    You ought to make the trip, if you can ~ even just for a day or two. So beautiful and without all the usual beachy hub-bub, it was sooo relaxing.

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