Tag Archives: GA

Cooked to Order

HungryWe admit it. We have been known to shop for sustenance at fast food dispensaries. But we prefer to experiment with their predecessors, the little places where people are emotionally invested — the staff in the customers and the customers in the food. Some of these investments don’t turn out so hot — like high-rise residential real estate in Chinese cities. For those we carry antacids.

MenuBut some turn out like Hungry Hannah’s. Simple food (it won’t ever be on Diners, Drive-ins, and Dives) prepared well.  The online menu wasn’t put there by the cafe, and it is incorrect. So I provided one — click it for a ~readable version.

CityHallCity Hall, the Courthouse, The Post Office and the little shops just surviving along Newcastle and Gloucester provide most of the clientele…and folks like us, travelers who appreciate it when the manager comes over to the table and sincerely asks about serving size and flavor — and says. “see you next time,” as we step out into the 105° F heat with our free iced tea refills.

If you are in Brunswick and need a simple, tasty meal, try Hungry Hannah’s. They are open till 3 p.m. M-F  606 Gloucester St., Brunswick, GA 31520

(912) 265-8108

Reminders of Voracity

pskullUnless a fish or crab or jellyfish or ctenphore catches our eye, or the growth on the hull  or drooping  power cables demand our attention, it is easy to forget we are floating on life and death.

Because the marina is well away from significant human activity, land birds abound, mostly mockingbirds, catbirds, red-winged blackbirds and boat-tailed grackles. They all tend to be impudent, waiting until we are very few feet away before flitting. Marsh & seabirds are active as well. If it’s in our regional bird guide, there is a 75% chance we have seen it here. Pelicans aren’t as prolific around Brunswick as they are farther south and closer to the coast, but 12 docks down in the area where the sailing club sails and the fireworks were launched, a few dive for their dinner.

Pelicans can live up to thirty+ years, and it is mythic that they go blind from diving open-eyed into the water at speeds up to 50 mph+. However, we have had to rescue one from being ensnared in cast off mono-filament fishing line that was anchored in beach sand. [Watch those bills!] It happens enough one can see them standing on the beach as if waiting for a bus to oblivion. It’s just one of the ways they meet their end.

The bare skull (2 ft long) floating in the water is a testimony to how light their bones are and how temporary life is, and how we are floating above voracity.

A Conducive Day

Finally a day with conditions conducive to creativity.

  • Cooler, Check!
  • Breezier, Check!
  • Cloudier (UV issue), Check!
  • Colorful characters about, Check!
  • Low tide, so running back and forth to boat is exercise, Check! (making a virtue of bad timing)
  • Place to sit and stitch (enclosure changes, odds & ends, etc), Check!
  • Lightning, Thunder and Rain before 1400 — who let the dogs out?

Cannonball

CannonballThe water here in the marina varies between well brewed tea and beef broth in need of a sieve. Visibility can vary between a foot and three feet depending on the state of the tide and whether it has rained (somewhere else — we seem to sit in a no rain zone about a mile in diameter).

Several species of fish and blue crabs are feeding near the banks pretty much at all states of tide. We’ve seen a crab or two on the dock floats, but otherwise it’s been mostly windblown tidal scum from the marshes and industry.

Until this week, when a new crop of Cannonball Jellyfish arrived. Ranging in size from ping-pong ball to about twice that, these are not your languid, spa music jellyfish. These little pulsating speedsters don’t have tentacles, they hunt. They move about a half foot per second — about 0.3 knots.

They will grow to about the size of a volley ball, and in some cases will end up being used by porpoise and dolphin just that way.

Volley Ball

Serve!

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Oops

Lobotes surinamensis

TripletailsAnd the winner is my brother-in-law, Paul.

It’s an Atlantic Tripletail (also known as black fish — they turn black with maturity). He’s caught them while fishing (which is better than while golfing).  They can run to three feet and 40 lbs. It’s considered good eats in New Orleans. I’m going to check menus around here.

Further research indicates the young ones swim on their sides to mimic mangrove leaves and to facilitate escape. So the languid side-turning I saw was programmed behavior not death throes. Likely, I was viewed as a threat, and the mimicry started. Photo here.

In US waters, Atlantic Tripletails are found from Massachusetts and Bermuda to Argentina, the eastern Atlantic and Mediterranean Sea, from Madeira Island to the Gulf of Guinea, the eastern Pacific from Costa Rica to Peru, and the western Pacific from Japan to Fiji and Tuvalu. They are rarely found north of Chesapeake Bay. They are found on the Gulf Coast from April to October and then migrate to warmer waters during winter. In the spring, Tripletail concentrate just offshore of two particular spots: Port Canaveral, Florida (March–June) and Jekyll Island, Georgia (April–July).