Many people in Savannah have never heard of Shellman (or Shellman's) Bluff and if they have, they don't know where it is. This picturesque fish camp area provides access to a nearby national park and two wildlife refuges. However, that is not the kind of wildlife that Ashley, Anna, Ken, and I were in search of. I'd heard tales of the good times at Hunter's Cafe on the bluff--tales that will cannot be repeated here; however, even with GPS, it's not that easy to find. That's because main street is a one-lane sandy road which meanders along the shoreline of the Broro and Julienton rivers leading into Sapelo Sound, the island rumored to contain some of Blackbeard's hidden treasure, and one of the wildlife refuges. One local restaurant touts the bluff as
"Not a place for fast lane folks. Ain't got no red lights.
No 4-lanes. We move slow here. Try it--good for your health."
front door parking for your golf cart or ATV
inside front door of Hunter's
Ken and Anna chat up Marie
*Jim Grimshaw, Ashley, Capt. Gerald
*read more about Grimshaw@
Chicken Strips and Hunter Chips
Ashley added all that extra salt as she recommended the chips rather than fries.
She was right! These chips are outstanding. Uniform sized potatoes sliced to the perfect thickness for a nice crunch, but not overdone.
Fried Shrimp, Hush Puppies, Hunter Chips
The menu includes seafood, steaks, burgers, and sandwiches. Shrimp is fresh, local catch and not heavily battered.
Yankee, go home!
Ken on the screened porch before Marie sent us all home
this sign above the bar pretty much sums up any experience on the bluff
my room with a view at Anna's house
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