Last year, my work had me driving past a historical marker a few times each week. The sign marked the Long Cane Massacre and is north of McCormick, South Carolina.
I wasn't sure what happened there, but I thought I would drive down the road and find out. I headed down a road with a few houses on it and it soon turned to a single lane dirt road. I continued. I was now in the middle of nowhere and the excitement of exploration kept me going.
I then came to this old bridge. There were signs that warned of a weight limit.
I thought that my car was under the weight limit, probably MUCH under the limit but I wasn't sure. I decided to turn around. Falling into an old creek with no way to get rescued was not on my agenda that day. It's usually not on my agenda ANY day.
I felt like a failed explorer. I gave up too easy. I headed home and looked up the place on Google - like a normal person would do.
Here's what happened at Cane Creek Massacre:
Three miles west is the site of an attack by Cherokee Indians upon settlers of Long Canes in the Cherokee War of 1759-1761. There on February 1, 1760, about 150 settlers, refugeeing to Augusta, were overtaken by 100 Cherokee warriors. Twenty-three victims left on the scene of action are there buried in one grave.
The Long Cane settlement was a border between the settlers and the Cherokee and was a dangerous place to live. The leader of Long Cane was Patrick Calhoun, father of John C Calhoun (congressman, senator, and vice president of the US).
Although I initially felt like a failed explorer when it came to crossing the old bridge, I continued the exploration at home and still came away learning a piece of South Carolina history. I wouldn't consider that a failure.
1 comment:
I've always wanted to visit this location. If you ever decide you want to visit again, let me know. I think we can make it the entire way.
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