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Do you know where the nation's first pecan tree was grown? We do (read on)...

With 7,300 miles behind us, we've begun our journey North. This trip will take place over 27 days and add another 4,000 or so miles to the Tour 2.0. The first stop was the off-the-beaten-path, historic town of St. Marys, GA (population 18,521). Our "roadtripper" friends Dan and Mare recommended the waterfront town to us, and we're so glad they did.

We got to see some architectural gems on our way to the water. This is Orange Hall, an antebellum home located in the heart of the historic district.

Our Lady of the Sea Chapel is located nearby.

Historic churches seem to abound in St. Marys. The First Presbyterian Church dates to 1808.

Continuing on, we could see the St. Marys River ahead. But first, we had to explore the Howard Gilman Memorial Park. This beautiful gazebo welcomed us to this waterfront oasis.

At first we thought this was a clock. Look closely (important info for boaters).

The waterfront in St. Marys, GA provides a view of the state we left from earlier in the morning: Florida.

Bart just got "punked". Apparently someone decided to name a bait and tackle shop after him, knowing he doesn't have a clue about fishing.

According to the National Park Service, "St Marys is the gateway to Cumberland Island, Georgia's largest and southernmost barrier island...Natives, missionaries, enslaved African Americans and Wealthy Industrialists all walked here. Cumberland Island is also home to over 9,800 acres of Congressionally designated Wilderness." The only way to get to there is by ferry.

Oh, and about that pecan tree. I'll defer to my colleague Stephany Stuckey (of Stuckey's Pecan fame) to verify the truth of this claim. If true, how cool is the randomness of how pecans came to America. We'll have ours roasted and salted please.

Another food product greeted us outside the place we were staying for the night. We happen to love the edible kind of mushrooms, and came close to sautéing these bad boys in butter as an evening snack. BUT, what if they were poisonous?

We decided to live to fight another day. Time to rest up for out next stop: North Carolina. Stay tuned!

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