Before I explain who Bob is and how we ended up having breakfast "with him", let me tell you how my Sunday began. Early. Yes, I was up before sunrise and for the second time in four weeks I got to witness the beauty of day break and the wonder of the sun coming up on the Atlantic horizon. I was,of course, with Ron who very rarely misses a sunrise. Here is what I captured with my little Nokia phone. Is it okay for me to say it is "splendid"!
Sunrise over East Beach, St. Simons Island, Georgia
We had a very cold and windy day on Saturday. Twenty mile an hour on shore winds help to keep temperatures below 60 degrees and most people indoors. But there were a few who braved the elements. I was not one of them! Ron and Steve could not resist heading to the beach to capture the unusually rough seas especially for this little island that sits in the Atlantic bite.
Compare this to the sea on the following morning.
So beautiful to see how the churning of the sea creates a new seascape after a storm.
Well, I suppose you have waited long enough to hear my breakfast story. Once Ron and I came back from the beach we greeted our friend Steve, who was happy to hear that we were headed out for breakfast. See how happy he looks!
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Steve looking happy!
Especially when he heard that we were headed to Cafe Frederica!
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We sat at the table under the mirror on the right.
At Cafe Frederica we were leaning against the wall waiting for a table when Steve looked up to see someone he thought he knew. Lo and behold, it was Bob Schieffer from CBS News and his wife. They were enjoying a lovely breakfast. Here's a picture in case you need to be reminded who he is.
Obviously, given the venue, Bob and Mrs. Schieffer were dressed way more casually than in the above file photo, but they looked just as glamorous and happy. We had to gently refrain Steve from going over and snapping a selfie with the Schieffers. Somehow their presence elevated our eggs and sausage.
Our tummies full we decided to head to Jekyll Island to do a little shell hunting at St. Andrew's Beach. We expected that after Saturday's turbulent seas the coast would be scattered with all kinds of sea shells. In fact, it was, but we did not get any of them. The two people walking north on the beach carrying bags of shells as we walked south apparently got there first and took them all. Geesh! Do you have to take them all?
We got over it and decided to snap a few pictures by the remains of the sunken ship wreck.
About fifteen minutes after this photo was snapped we decided to head back to our chairs further up the beach. Surprise, surprise! We had miscalculated the tides and had to scramble to get back up the beach, heaving ourselves over downed driftwood rather than get our shoes wet in the cold waters. We made it to the chairs before the tide did and decided to head to Great Dunes Beach where the incoming tide would not be a factor. Here we are looking very relaxed don't you think?
We spent the rest of early afternoon enjoying the sounds, sights and smells of the ocean from our chairs except for Steve who just had to wade into the sea. He was not disappointed!
We headed for home after a beautiful day. Supper and Super Bowl ahead! Tomorrow our trip to Cumberland Island awaits.
Peace and love to all!
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