Usually I’m up early at the beach. I walk along the shore at Pawleys Island, South Carolina where we rent a house each summer. Or follow Myrtle Avenue near the creek where I can see both the marsh and the remaining homes in what’s known as the Pawleys Historic District. But this morning was different. A fog settled in unexpectedly — a low, gray sort of fog that blanketed the homes facing the beach and turned the sun into a fuzzy cream ball veiled by clouds.
Few people were out. Just the usual ones who love to greet the sun each morning from their low-slung beach chairs. Or those hoping to catch whatever will bite and hold long enough to be flung ashore.
It was the eeriness that got me. I rushed back to our house to grab my camera, and by that time, most of the fog had lifted.
But even that brief encounter brought back memories of an old Pawleys legend — the Legend of The Gray Man.
For more than a hundred years now, residents and visitors vow that they’ve seen the Gray Man. He appears right before a big storm warning residents of impending danger. According to legend, a young woman first encountered the Gray Man as she strolled along the windswept beach at Pawleys Island after the funeral of her fiance. And she had reason to be so despondent. Her childhood sweetheart had returned to the island after a long absence at sea, but eager to see the one he loved, he took a shortcut across the marsh. With his manservant behind him, the young man and his horse sank quickly into the mire, suffering tragic deaths. After his funeral, the woman walked the beach sorrowfully pondering the sad state of affairs. But one foggy day, a man resembling her fiance appeared on the beach and warned her: Leave the island at once. You are in danger. Then the man disappeared. She ran to tell her parents who believed their usually sensible daughter, and they packed up that night to leave the next morning. On the day of the departure a forceful hurricane pounded Pawleys Island, leaving destruction in its wake. But the woman and her family were spared.
And so it is that on foggy days, I watch for the Gray Man. It just may be that he’ll warn us all of another storm brewing at Pawleys. On just such a day as this.
For more information and other accounts of the Gray Man, check out these sources:
tappjeanne
I love the way you’ve coffee a beautifully written story to your photos!
Oh, the Places We See
Thanks, Jeanne! I wrote this a while back, but was trying to refresh it for my new site. It looks as if all need to refreshed, so I’m glad this one turned out and you enjoyed it. We look for the gray man every summer!
gallivance.net
Lovely photos, Rusha. You have a wonderful appreciation for the amazing fog that descends on the southeastern Atlantic islands. We have the same fog here on SSI and I always look forward to it. Such a hush blankets the island and there’s nothing better than walking through it. I also loved it when we lived in London – everything seemed to go quiet and slow down … for a while. š And I love the legend of the Gray Man. ~Terri
Rusha Sams
I’ve often wondered how it would be to live in London where fog is frequent. Not sure I could stand it for long. But there really is something mystical about it at the beach. Thanks for reading — and watch out for the Gray Man in your area! He just may be on the move.
Wandering Iris
I love fog off the ocean, somehow it’s very comforting. Go figure š
Rusha Sams
It was a lovely morning. I almost never see fog at the beach, so it was a treat!
Bronwyn Joy @ Journeys Of The Fabulist
Spooky! But it’s nice to hear of a benevolent spook. The best kind of ghost š
Oh, the Places We See
Sorry to just now get back to you. Have been in South Africa. Thanks for commenting. The Gray Man is the best kind of ghost, but just about any ghost would send me packing. I’m not sure I could ever walk the beach in the fog again!
Bronwyn Joy @ Journeys Of The Fabulist
I told the story to my 6yo who said it wan’t scary enough “because the ghost was nice”. He’s all bravado – I bet he’d be running as fast as both of us!
Oh, the Places We See
Just like a kid — it takes a lot to scare them today. But I’m with you. One encounter, and we’d be goners!
whichwaynow101
That was spooky, Rusha. And evocative pictures to go with the story.
Rusha Sams
Glad it evoked some emotion, but I wasn’t trying to “creep you out.” Just wanted to share an old legend we’ve heard repeated for years. Thanks for reading. Happy Labor Day,
Amy
Beautiful, poetic photo! How wonderful to spend time there. Thank you for sharing, Rusha!
Rusha Sams
Thanks for taking a look at Pawleys in the fog. Although I didn’t see The Gray Man this time, maybe I will someday!
Linda Arthur Tejera
Fabulous photos — so eery in the fog! Love that story! š
Rusha Sams
Linda, another friend of mine was at the beach during this foggy morning. Later we compared notes. He agreed that finding fog on the beach in early morning hours was quite unusual but very welcome. I guess that’s the way life is . . . You never know what the day will bring! Appreciate the comment.
suzjones
Awesome photos Rusha. And I just loved the story. š
Rusha Sams
Thanks so much. I love that story, too. And I’m still looking for the Gray Man!
suzjones
I’d be too scared I might meet him lol
Ritva's ART / Ritva SillanmƤki
Beautiful – great photos and place!
Rusha Sams
That means a lot to me coming from someone who takes great photos. Thanks!
freebutfun
Love the atmosphere the photos show!
Rusha Sams
It was a bit gloomy but actually quite mysterious. I can’t remember ever going out early in the month of July and seeing fog like that! Thanks for reading.
Heyjude
Love the story and your photos – beautifully composed.
Jude xx
Rusha Sams
Thanks! I had fun looking at my pictures and selecting them for this story. Realy wish i had gone out even earlier.