Fall trips to Hilton Head are my favorite. Crowds are gone, but the water remains warm enough for swimming. Time restrictions for kite flying and running your dog on the beach are loosened. Bike paths don't feel like the interstates at rush hour. Bird migrations have started, sometimes doubling the...
Salt breeze fills me with excitement as I drive across the marshes onto the island. Hilton Head, South Carolina spreads out before me like an old friend. Saturday evening is check-in time and, sure enough, the bikes are waiting for us. We fly down the beach on our bikes before we even unpack the bags...