For lack of viable anchorage options on this stretch of the Intra-Coastal Waterway (ICW) we opted to stay at a marina for a night in North Myrtle Beach. Having been to Myrtle Beach once before as a teenager it was obvious nothing had changed. Must be the tackiest place in America. The amount of cheap plastic souvenirs on offer is astounding.
The marina was part of a larger resort complex and was quite swanky including a hot tub jacuzzi and huge pool. We definitely took advantage of the facilities to soak our sore muscles & bones.
|Casino boats go out into international waters|
|Didn't see a soul in the pool the whole time.|
|This was actually the famous House of Blues. We so wanted to go to the Sunday Gospel Brunch but it was quite pricey.|
|I love all this spanish moss on trees.|