Sand blowing across the wet beach. This wasn't the nicest day to be on the coast, and I'd have to fight that wind to get back to the mainland.

A look eastward over  the Atlantic Ocean.

My shadow in the sand on Tybee Island.

I ate the first meal of my trip (at least the cycling portion) at  Breakfast Club. Notice my reflection in the window on the left.

The very first Days Inn was founded by Cecil B. Day on Tybee Island two months before I was born. His motel chain grew quickly, but Cecil died of bone cancer  in 1978 at age 44. The company has had an up-and-down history since the Day family sold out in 1984. Days Inn  went public in 1985, became private again in 1988, was sold in 1989, went bankrupt and was sold again in 1992, and now has more than 1,900 properties in 12 countries. An interesting story from the company's web site:

A member of Gideon's International once commented to Day (whose father was a Southern Baptist minister) that many guests would steal the Bibles from motel rooms. Day responded, " Who needs a Bible more than a person who steals one?" As a result, a New Testament was placed in all Days Inn rooms with the printed invitation on each copy " Take it with you." Days Inn distributed over  four million by 1990.

Watch out for turtles! I didn't see any, though.

A former gas station in Savannah near the train station (taken on the return trip through town).