Not wanting to leave the Little Talbot Island area too quickly, we went to visit the nearby Kingsley Plantation. It's a National Park site, so we scored another stamp in our parks passport. It's a beautiful spot on the river, with some fascinating history related to slavery, but unfortunately the two main buildings were closed for renovation (termite damage).

Still, we spotted a bit of wildlife along the trails, including some venomous-looking spiders (probably not in reality), and this salamander. He was about eight inches long. Anyone know what species this guy is?

The ride up I-95 was uneventful, except for the alligator on the highway somewhere in South Carolina. I hadn't realized they lived that far north. It's a shame we weren't quicker with the camera, but it was all I could do to swerve out of his path without hitting someone else on the highway. I-95 was crowded enough without six-foot gators wandering around on it. I was glad the Hensley hitch was on the rig ... the abrupt swerve was a non-event.

I got one of those lucky wifi breaks that happen when you're on the road. We stopped for lunch at a restaurant off I-95, but I wasn't hungry, so I went into the trailer and found the Days Inn next door had a wide-open wifi network. That's always good news for getting work done quickly.

But overall, it was just another day. 250 miles covered, and here we are in Charleston at a commercial campground. (The park has Tengo wireless Internet "at every site" but of course the signal doesn't penetrate the Airstream's skin, so I'm still using the Internet In Motion system built into the trailer.) Tomorrow we will tour Charleston and whatever else seems interesting in the area.