While I was back in South Carolina I paid a visit to Old Santee Canal Park, a place near and dear to my heart even if it gives me the heebie jeebies to walk on boardwalks only a foot or two off the swamp. I used to come here all the time as a teenager. I would cut a trail through the woods from my house to this place, back when I was not so afraid of snakes and such. Once here, I would run these boardwalks that crisscross the swamp where the nation's first canal was dug in the late 1700's. It is a quiet place where you will see more alligators than people, as well as egrets and turtles and snakes. Yes, there is a boardwalk through the marshy bits, but as you can see the plants nearly reclaim the trails and there is always the sense that the swamp is closing in on you. It is both terrifying and thrilling.