I was off island yesterday. Went with Amy to Nags Head (she had a dental appointment), then stopped to run a few errands. We left at 7:30 am and returned home at 8:00 pm. Even Nags Head is so different from Ocracoke. While Amy had her teeth cleaned I took a stroll down nearby streets. NC 158 was abuzz with cars & trucks, and the parking lots at Staples, McDonald's, and Harris Teeter were full of vehicles, even at this time of the year. The side streets led to water treatment plants, more parking areas, an empty soccer field, and a generic storage facility.
Of course, I wasn't walking along the beach, or in Nags Head Woods (one of the best kept secrets on the Outer Banks), but even on the beach (just a stone's through from rows of rental houses) it would have felt much different from Ocracoke.
Needless to say, even as the wind raced between the few cars on the ferry, and as the boat rocked back and forth in the inlet, Amy and I were both happy to be heading home.
Our latest Ocracoke Newsletter is a reprint of an article Philip wrote about sailing aboard the historic two-masted schooner, Mary E. It was originally published in the Washington Post in 1976. You can read it here: