The SkyWheel in Myrtle

Throughout my entire childhood, summer vacations were spent in Myrtle Beach.

Our family loaded up in the car and drove from Ohio or Indiana- until 1986 when we moved south- and made the long drive to the beach.

Every year we hit the water slides.

We went to the Pavilion and rode the cheap rides and played SkeeBall for tickets.

We bought t-shirts with our names ironed on the back.

We ate seafood.

We jumped waves.

But we didn't ride the SkyWheel.

It's only 8 months old.

But we did a couple of days ago.

It's really cool.

It's a ginormous Ferris Wheel but it's inclosed.

I hear in the summer heat the little cars are air conditioned.

It's pretty darn cool.

Luckily there was no wait and we pretty much hopped right on.

The kids loved it (so did Ri) and my camera went into overdrive.

After riding the SkyWheel we headed over to Broadway and while Tracy and I putzed around the shops the rest of the clan headed into Waterworks- an upside down house that is pretty cool inside.

Until next time...