Because of the kindness of a stranger, I was able to experience life on a remote unknown island off the coast of Georgia.
I wasn’t even aware that the island existed until recently, a man named Henry invited us to come and stay at his house because our previous travel plans to Yellowstone National Park were cancelled. He said it was a place for healing.
Not anyone can travel to Sapelo Island; you either have to live there, or be an invited guest. Tourists are not allowed. There is one passenger ferry that transports people back and forth to the mainland. Round trip tickets cost only $5.00. The island is known as one of the earliest Native American colonies to have existed in the United States and is rich in history. Sapelo Island, sparsely inhabited and not easily accessible, is both beautiful and historical.
A local friend of Henry’s met us at the ferry and gave us keys to Henry’s truck that was parked at the dock. He told us to follow him as he guided us through a series of unmarked island roads. After about four miles, we arrived at Henry’s house which was beautiful and rustic and looked like a scene from a movie set. The structure stood on wooden stilts and had a large balcony, a porch swing, and a hammock. Huge oak trees covered in Spanish moss hung over the house, giving it an ancient southern feel.
We found a couple of mountain bikes and decided to go out exploring. It was late afternoon and the sun was shining as we headed down a dirt road wondering where it would lead us.
The dusty narrow road was tree lined and led us through a sugarcane field. After riding another two miles, the road turned into sand as it opened up to the oceanfront. We kicked off our shoes and walked the isolated beach barefoot for hours. Not a single person was in sight. The southern sun started to sink into the sky, so we decided to leave because we knew that we may not find our way back in the dark.
Sapelo Island, a gift from a stranger, not only provided us with an exciting new travel experience, but the greatest gift he gave us was the reminder of the goodness of others.
Henry, we are forever grateful…