CHARLESTON’S WILD SIDE

Mike’s or standing in line at the Harris Teeter, there’s a good chance you’ll hear somebody talking about the trout bite or how the surf ’s looking at Folly Beach. That’s because the tidal creeks and rivers, spartina marshes, moss-hung forests, primeval swamps, and windswept islands that surround the Charleston peninsula like a verdant halo are as deeply woven into the cultural fabric as benne wafers and joggling boards. While new subdivisions and traffic stress out locals, it’s also true that partnerships between a