For the first week of summer, I brought our kids to my parents in Georgia, to the tidal playground of my childhood home. Before we arrived, my dad studied his charts to find the path through “the cut,” a serpentine route we navigated on summer days 20 years ago to get to an uninhabited barrier island south of us.
My parents and I wanted the kids to experience that boat ride, and the island at the end.
The waters and the islands have changed quite a bit. Barrier islands migrate, and tidal waterways shift. But the ride, and the islands at the end, were as quiet, natural, and beautiful as I remember.