1290 October 19, 2025 Edisto Beach State Park

I walked in the area surrounding the campground.  I noticed that the Firestone was open and I went in to ask if we might be able to use their air compressor for an RV tire.  They were very gracious and I told them that we would be by later in the morning. 

We did a couple of errands and then got ready to go. 

Some Halloween dump station humor.

We were able to pull up right in front of the Firestone and get our tire inflated.

We left Charleston, crossing over several bridges. 

We traveled another 1 ½ hours to the south to Edisto Beach State Park.  The last 10 miles of our drive was on the Edisto Scenic Byway.  I love driving through the tunnels made by the old live oak trees.  The branches were draped with Spanish moss.  We were now in low country.

Our campsite is nestled among trees.

This afternoon, we got on our bikes and rode into the town.

We stopped at the Jungle Road Park, situated on the salt marsh.

We continued on a newly paved bike path all the way to the end of the island.  We pushed our bikes on the last bit of trail to the beach.

We sat for awhile on this very crooked bench, watching the water.

We biked back.

This evening, I made flatbread with a glaze of fig preserves, thinly sliced fresh pears, goat cheese, prosciutto, and a drizzle of honey.  It was delicious!