What a beautiful day! A perfect day to do something outside and in a rural creekside atmosphere. Let's go to the Blue Crab Fest!
After making the trek through the ever expanding gauntlet of traffic cone insanity that is Mount Pleasant, it was a nice drive up 17 to Awendaw for some tasty tasty blue crabs, live music and a the enjoyment of a gorgeous cool sunny October 1st day. What we found was a the potential for a great event that is in dire need of an event coordinator before we ever come back.
This was very disorganized event to say the least. It seems like all the simple no-brainer things were completely forgotten about when planning the event. The first issue we found a real mash-up of food areas with opposing lines that ran into each other, effectively blocking pedestrian routes through the venue and making simple point to point walking a veritable roadblock. Also thrown in the mix was the stage area which you basically had to walk through to get to the main field where carb was being prepared and eaten. Point to point walking was no easy feat.
After getting acclimated and getting in line for some of that tasty tasty blue crab we discovered that to get said tasty crab required tickets (the only thing at the venue that required tickets). Great. So where is the ticket buying booth? Oh, all the way back at the front of the venue through the mash up of lines and stages. Nice. We wade back to get our tickets. By the way, why do we need 10 tickets per bucket of crab when crab is the only thing to use tickets? Wouldn't one ticket suffice?
Finally we have gone back through all the aforementioned tedium and have our tasty tasty blue crab. Yes!
We make our way to the crab eating tent to devour those tasty creek bugs we came here for only to find there are no crab crackers provided, no paper towels to wipe the crab guts off your hands and *no beer* anywhere at the venue to wash down the blue crab with. Really?
Resigned to our fate we eat the two buckets of crab we purchased (delicious by the way) using hands and molars to crack the little suckers open. They were quite fresh and quite tasty as we had hoped. We cleaned up our table and went to wash our hands. Oh wait that's right there was no where at the venue to wash your hands!!! No sinks, no water. My friend who came with us went to the creek dock and washed off as best he could there. I had my 10 year old daughter and together we finally convinced one of the guys cooking crab to hose us off with the only hose at the venue. Great way to cap it off.
Please people and Mayor of Awendaw, get an event coordinator! Port-o-lets a mile away from the venue, no place to wash hands, no basic crab cracking tools, and no beer to wash down blue crab make this a really hard sell to ever come back. One of the most unplanned events I have ever been to in the Lowcountry, and I grew up here. Great potential and we'll be back if these seemingly no-brainers get taken care of. Right now I couldn't recommend this event to anyone, which it a true shame.
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