Our first day took us to Savannah, GA where we stayed the night in a restaurant parking lot, Coach’s Corner, on the East side of town. Good food but then you will read about that tomorrow. We did not realize we were just a short drive from Tybee Island and Fort Pulaski National Monument. We had visited here once before but during Covid - things were a bit more open this time. Off to Gamble Rogers, Florida, in the morning. The fort was built 30 years before the Civil War and was substantial. Its role was to protect Savannah but covering the river access. The confederates were well supplied and armed ready for a long seige/ The Union landed on Tybee and unlimbered the newest cannon with rifled barrels. In short order the brick fort was about to lose any protection for the gun powder as the shells destroyed the outer layer of brick. So the siege lasted less than 24 hours. National Park, Fort Pulaski, Georgia

MOOSE ALERT

TLT:

I would like to welcome Cadillac Moose back to Two Lane Touring. You may wonder where he has been as the last we saw of him was in Hawaii. Unfortunately, he fell in with a bad crowd. A tattooed bunch of wild Hulu Girls on their Vespa scooters captivated him and off he went. Until his downfall when…

C. Moose:

That’s enough information - no one needs to know the details. All they need to know is that I have finally found my purpose. And have extensive training courtesy of my brief stay out of the limelight in Hawaii. By the way, my education there was free, so no student debt. I have graduated from the Medicine Bow, MT, Online Community College of Culinary Arts with a PhD in Food Assessment. My degree from the prestigious MBOCCCA was almost $50 so you know it is quality. My minor is in ice cream, coffee and swamp plants.

My goal is to become a judge on the Great British Baking Show. How perfect am I for that gig? I realize I need to acquire some experience so I will be the new Two Lane Touring food critic. Until such time, maybe 4 or five months, as my innate talent surfaces and the GBBS calls me to replace Mr. Hollywood. How he ever got the job I don’t know.

We are heading back to Texas scene of the last disaster TLT had with PhotoMan at the helm so I hope he can actually get us to some restaurants in the wild west. Yet, once again, I am not too hopeful cause we are sitting by the Atlantic Ocean and that is not the West.

Stay tuned for my first exciting post, unless, of course, the GBBS calls me tonight.