Every day, it seems, the beach is different. Sometimes the sea is angry and wild. On other days the ocean is flat and glassy, with gently rolling waves lapping at the island's edge. Today was different again. Just past the first row of breakers the sea floor dropped a bit; a few steps later it dropped again. Not dramatically, but enough to notice. Shallow holes were scattered here and there, and medium-sized waves rolled over them, lifting us up or washing over us. There were no monster, crashing waves where we were, but there was no doubt that this was no swimming pool.
We didn't stay in long, just enough to relax and feel good about the morning. After a half hour walk we were back home ready to start our day.
Our latest Ocracoke Newsletter is Lou Ann's account of installing an old-fashioned pitcher pump. You can read it here.
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So glad I stumbled upon this blog! Having just vacationed in the Outer Banks for my 4th year, I always love to read about the locals' experiences. Looking forward to your future posts!
ReplyDeleteYour observations regarding the shifting bottom when wading into the ocean made me think of a recent article in the East Hampton Star regarding lifeguards, drownings, under tows and the simil
ReplyDeleteI check out your blog and the Star for my Island dose of coastal musings--- as I am Inland now on the peninsula but formerly lived a stones throw away from the Atlantic in miami