It has already been two days since our journey into the Sound for clamming and exploring.
The clamming was just wonderful as we all jumped out of the boat one at a time. The men went first (why was that???) The female cast of the party waited to make sure that was where we were staying for the morning.
The water was warm and calm...perfect for sloshing and pushing. We filled our limit, climbed into the back of the boat, and shared Nabs and bottled water. I think it was Philip who suggested we take a quick trip over to Portsmouth Island. I had never made that journey, although I have heard the stories (beauty and mosquitos all in one!)
The wind was from the Northeast and much to our delight, it was free of flying pests.
The beauty was stunning. We walked from house to church to the lifekeeper's station and then back again. There were moments I just had to stop and think about their lives. I could only imagine the community that held them together. I could see gardens and quilts on lines and chickens in the yards.
Strolling back down the lane towards our boat, I stopped and turned. It was awe-inspiring to step back in time.....at least for an hour or two.
[Our current monthly Ocracoke Newsletter is the story of Kunigunde Guth Howard, published June 30, 2005. You can read it here: http://www.villagecraftsmen.com/news061505.htm.]