Edisto bucks coastal development trend
Planners should visit Edisto
From the Knoxville News Sentinel
By DON WILLIAMS
On Edisto Island, S.C., the world is reborn daily.
Morning sun pours a blend of fire and wine across the sky as leaning dunes finish their night's work of providing shelter for turtles that hatch and strive for the sea in answer to moonlight's summons. A state park and campground protects this beachfront that would only be reduced by calling it real estate. This is nobody's property.
Rise early, and you may walk on sand bearing no other human footprint in view of dolphins arcing out of the surf.
A couple hours' worth of brisk pedaling by bike will propel you around this island where you'll see nary an orange highway construction cone, hear nary a power drill or chainsaw, nary a grumble or groan from bulldozers and view nary a towering high-rise. Rather, you'll meander among shacks and old plantations and diners featuring Gullah cuisine and banter.
It's all by design. Insistent zoning and community resistance to "progress" have preserved the best parts of paradise. That's why Edisto beckons.
From the Knoxville News Sentinel
By DON WILLIAMS
On Edisto Island, S.C., the world is reborn daily.
Morning sun pours a blend of fire and wine across the sky as leaning dunes finish their night's work of providing shelter for turtles that hatch and strive for the sea in answer to moonlight's summons. A state park and campground protects this beachfront that would only be reduced by calling it real estate. This is nobody's property.
Rise early, and you may walk on sand bearing no other human footprint in view of dolphins arcing out of the surf.
A couple hours' worth of brisk pedaling by bike will propel you around this island where you'll see nary an orange highway construction cone, hear nary a power drill or chainsaw, nary a grumble or groan from bulldozers and view nary a towering high-rise. Rather, you'll meander among shacks and old plantations and diners featuring Gullah cuisine and banter.
It's all by design. Insistent zoning and community resistance to "progress" have preserved the best parts of paradise. That's why Edisto beckons.
