|Looks deceptively calm...|
My friend from Sea Soul (now What If) told me about a website/app that she uses to find cool stuff to do in the areas we're traveling. And she ALWAYS seems to find the cool places! It's called Roadtrippers. I won't say that the app is perfect, in fact it's a bit quirky for people not traveling on highways, but it has shown me some cool things and I plan on making use of it all the way up the East Coast! I had my eye on our next stop, found on Roadtrippers... The Kingsley Plantation.
We were alone in the world as we made our way past four miles of marsh and turned into the St. George River where we would anchor for the night.
|The Kingsley Plantation|
Following the deeper water along the Southern bank, we encountered just one bump near the entrance. I'm not sure that I would feel as comfortable passing over that at low tide. Note to self: leave near high tide... We passed the stately Kingsley Plantation and found a spot to drop our hook just past the last green channel marker.
|We could feel and hear the water rushing beneath our boat|
We only plan to stay one night so we'll visit the Plantation today. The outgoing tide isn't due to switch direction until mid afternoon. With this being so, we figured that we could leave the boat and be back before the tide turned. We wanted to be on the boat for that.
The Plantation has a nice dock for use while visiting. They post a 59 minute limit but they told us you can stay as long as you're visiting their place. There's room for a couple of decent sized boats but the floating dock is protected by tall pilings, so fender boards might be necessary. We just took the dinghy in.
|The main house|
|Dos Libras from the banks of St. George Island|
Kingsley owned many slaves. He was a benevolent master and never mistreated them, although he did expect their behavior to match their station in life. There would be punishment for a slave who got out of hand.
|Kingsley's home from the back|
But... he had more forward thinking ideas about slaves... He fell in love with one of his slave women. Her name was Anna.
He did a thing that was almost unheard of in those days... He married her!
|Anna's Kitchen house|
Anna had her own home joined to the back of the main house by a long corridor. Her home was the kitchen house, where she reigned supreme and even owned her own slaves to do the work of the kitchen for the plantation. Anna was the overseer of the Plantation, even running it in Kingsley's absence.
He educated her and taught her the intricate workings of the Plantation so that she could run it as well as he. Kingsley gave Anna her freedom, as he did for many of his slaves.
When Florida became part of the United States, the changing times and fear of slave uprising made the Kingsley's views on slavery unpopular. Kingsley eventually moved his family and some of his slaves to Haiti. The Plantation was sold to his nephew.
It is a fascinating story and it started us thinking about the way in which society views slavery today. It sparked many hours of conversation about the subject between Bruce and I, and I couldn't help but wonder about some things...
|Peahens strolling the shoreline|
It is sublimely peaceful here with only the birds, dolphin and even a manatee for company. We did see a few boats passing by, but most were nice enough to slow down.
Leaving on the high tide while it was still incoming the next morning was a snap. We are SO glad we found this little side trip treasure. There is just so much out here to enjoy when you aren't in a hurry. Next stop... Fernandina Beach!