A golf cart, for chasing down great stories at the beach.

I had lots of interesting adventures during the August weeks I spent at the beach. And it’s a good thing because I have to come up with something to write about over at the Muffin.

Today, it was “How To Attract the Best Stories” which sounds exciting, right? And it is about getting great stories to come to you, but it’s more than that. It’s really, now that I think about it, getting people to come to you. People have great stories and they really want to tell someone their stories.

Case in point, the guy that followed me and my friend ALL OVER FORT PULASKI (and yes, I left that part out of the Muffin post).

Now before you start thinking that me and my dress blowing all over creation were enticing, I’m going to stop you. The gentleman’s wife was in the fort as well–though now that I think about that, she was on the other side of the fort. But she was there.

Anyway, the ghost hunter (in case you haven’t read the Muffin post, yes, he was a ghost hunter) sidled up to us at the first stop at the fort and stuck to us like glue. We’d slow down and I’d read something out loud and my friend and I would have a bit of a discussion…but there’d he be, our friendly ghost hunter, waiting for us at the next stop.

He had lots of stories. Not necessarily ghost stories–and often they’d be the SAME STORIES WE’D JUST READ ON A PLAQUE–but stories all the same. And if I’m being honest, out of all the times I’ve been to the fort, this is the one adventure I’ll long remember.

I’ll mine that trip for lots of stories I’ll write about in the future. So I’m glad I went. Even if I did barely escape what could have been the most embarrassing moment of my life with a port-o-potty.

(You didn’t read the Muffin post, did you? Go check it out and you’ll find out all about the port-o-potty story.)