Bash At The Beach

Got a call last week to go to the private terminal at Yeager Airport an catch a plane to Myrtle Beach.



The only way to fly! Via Cessna Citation. The TSA can blow me!
In the air for less than an hour, and we're there.



What a condo!
The view.
Supposedly that pier is the longest on the east coast.



The view of my feet.



A little golf. This is my view from the bunker.

A little fishing,



And most importantly a bunch of fireworks. Which got brought back on the plane.
Did I already say the TSA could blow me?

Still way too much traffic, too many lame-ass pseudo-Vegas tourist shows & too many time share pimps.
The Pavilion and all the good bars are gone.
But always plenty of good golf & fishing.

And luckily for him, no Halburn sightings.

Oh yeah, we also took a little time to drive inland a few miles and take a few pictures. Maybe we'll share those with you later.