Nevermind that it is peal azalea season. Nevermind that it’s also biker weekend. Nevermind that the Family Circle Cup is being played in town. Nevermind that it’s spring break for many. Nevermind that there isn’t a hotel room to be had for miles around. We’re heading to Charleston!
Our plan was to somehow avoid the crowds and head into the woods, literally. Our target was one of our favorite places, Francis Beidler Forest, which is inland from Charleston about 40 miles. After that, we wanted to see what interesting back roads there might be in the area.
We were able to find adequate lodgings in North Charleston that didn’t cost an arm and a leg. After getting settled, we headed to downtown to find dinner. Parking looked hopeless, so the next step was to cross the big bridge and try the Shem Creek area.
At Shem Creek, we had a couple of choice on the side of the bridge we had selected. There was a place that looked like tons of fun, but also had tons of bikers and looked like there was a wait. Then there was RB’s Restaurant, which looked like it catered to a more sedate, fuddy-duddy crowd. Guess which one we picked.
RB’s was actually quite good, but not impressive enough for me to write up a review. The food tended toward the rich side, so after a leisurely meal we ambled back north to the hotel.