After all the rain we had earlier this week Lachlan was outside walking through the puddles. He came inside, excited. "Mama," he exclaimed, "the puddle in the road in front of Opa's house is up to my waist!"
The next day I was outside when I noticed a Mini Cooper coming down the lane. I flagged the car down and advised the driver not to go any farther. "The water is really deep," I said. He looked at me with skepticism.
"It really is deep," I repeated. "I think it would be best to go down Howard Street." I could tell he didn't want to hear what I was saying.
"I like a little adventure," the driver said with a shrug of his shoulders. With that I said, "Go on, but it is deep." (I might even have rolled my eyes!)
The Mini Cooper plowed through the first puddle, then plunged into the second one. Water covered the bumpers. I was sure it seeped under the doors, but he made it through.
The next evening I had a Ghost Walk (actually not a walk, since the roads and paths were mostly under water) in my living room. Lo and behold, two of the participants were the Mini Cooper driver and his wife!
After the stories I brought out my great grandfather's original shipwreck reports from 1883-1894 when he was keeper of the US Life Saving Station. We opened the book and read about the wreck of the schooner Samuel Grice, January 27, 1885. This is what my great grandfather wrote:
""After arriving aboard finding the schooner lying still on the bottom, asked the captain if he wanted my advice, he said he did not.... The schooner sunk loosing cargo and vessel...."
I pointed my finger at the Mini Cooper driver. "You are the modern day equivalent of the schooner captain," I said. "You were just luckier!"
We all had a good laugh over it.
Our latest Ocracoke Newsletter is the story of slavery on Ocracoke. You can read it here: http://www.villagecraftsmen.com/news092111.htm.