Where Are the Dolphins?

I gazed out over the water yesterday afternoon. Only low languid waves nudged the wide sandy beach. Mostly the surface of the water was smooth and calm. What a perfect day for swimming, actually swimming in the ocean, I thought. If only it wasn't so cold. With temperatures hovering right around freezing all day I decided it was prudent just to walk and enjoy the sunshine. For the better part of an hour I walked....and looked out toward the horizon. Normally, on a calm wintry day it is unusual not to see dolphins breaking the surface just beyond the breakers. But yesterday none were to be seen. I have no reason to suspect anything dire. But it was curious. Last evening David told me that at least one person saw dolphins off shore yesterday. I suppose I'll just have to go back out there later today and have a look one more time.

This month's Ocracoke Newsletter chronicles the story of commercial fishing on Ocracoke, and tells of the efforts of the Ocracoke Working Watermen's Association to save the island's last remaining fish house. Click here to read the entire newsletter....and learn how to make a donation.

Jury Duty II

About fifteen Ocracokers boarded the 6:30 a.m. Swan Quarter ferry yesterday morning on our way to jury duty. Some folks caught a bit more sleep in their cars, but most gathered in small groups in the passenger lounge to sip coffee, chat, or share a laugh or two.

By 9:30 we joined dozens of other people from the mainland in the Fire Hall (the courthouse was damaged beyond repair in a recent hurricane, and the new building is not yet complete). We shivered in the cold concrete building as nine grand jurors were selected (four from Ocracoke).

Four cases were scheduled this week, but the judge asked the remaining jurors to step out of the room "for about twenty minutes" while he conferred with the lawyers. The only place for us to go was the main bay of the Fire Hall. We sat on coiled up fire hoses, leaned against boxes and crates, settled down on the back of the firetrucks, or stood in the hallway.

Twenty minutes turned into an hour....then two hours. Finally, after two and a half hours (by then it was after 1 o'clock) we were called back into the "courtroom." After a brief apology, and an explanation of how the "system" had "worked" in spite of our frustration, he told us that all four cases had been resolved "administratively," that our service was complete, and we were free to leave.

Of course it was two and a half hours before the next ferry back home (and a two and a half hour ferry ride), or a 150 mile drive back to Ocracoke through Whalebone Junction & Hatteras Island. I elected to "drive around" since I had a few errands to run.

If you don't live on the island take a moment to imagine having jury duty in some distant town either five hours from your home, or at least a 150 mile drive away (plus a 45 minute ferry ride and a wait in line for up to another hour at Hatteras Inlet).

But then remember that we all think it's worth it just to live on Ocracoke. It's only five minutes to the beach, after all.

This month's Ocracoke Newsletter chronicles the story of commercial fishing on Ocracoke, and tells of the efforts of the Ocracoke Working Watermen's Association to save the island's last remaining fish house. Click here to read the entire newsletter....and learn how to make a donation.

Jury Duty

Many readers have heard me comment on Ocracokers and jury duty. Well, this week is my week. I will be leaving on the 6:30 a.m. ferry to Swan Quarter on Monday (thoughtfully, the state waives the fee for those called to jury duty). There's usually a contingent of a dozen or so islanders called at one time. We chat on the way over, or play cards, or nap. We'll get to the court house by 9:30 to be sworn in (I always "affirm" -- it seems to me that my word is sufficient testimony to my intentions to do my duty faitfully).

Mostly it's sit and wait, but some of us are always called to serve on a particular jury. If I am picked I may be traveling to Swan Quarter every day for a week. On the other hand, perhaps I'll be dismissed in a day or two. Most folks ride the 4:00 pm ferry home in the evening. On Monday I may "drive around" through Nags Head so I can stop and buy a new water heater (we islanders are good at "killing two birds with one stone").

The last time I was on jury duty the state paid $12.00 a day for our services. Given our distance from the court it amounts to about $1.00 an hour, but everyone I speak with is generally happy to do his or her civic duty.

I'll keep you posted.

This month's Ocracoke Newsletter chronicles the story of commercial fishing on Ocracoke, and tells of the efforts of the Ocracoke Working Watermen's Association to save the island's last remaining fish house. Click here to read the entire newsletter....and learn how to make a donation.

A Helping Hand

Not many days ago Melissa, clerk at our island Post Office, noticed that an elderly woman who had moved to the island, but whose husband had died some months ago, and who now lived alone, hadn't been into the Post Office to pick up her mail for the second day in a row. Concerned because of this uncharacteristic absence, Melissa decided to ask a neighbor to check in on her. The neighbor reported back that the woman had not responded to knocking on her door.

Alarmed, Melissa asked one of our deputies to investigate. The woman had fallen and was unable to get up. Several days without food and water, and unusually cold weather added to her plight. She was rushed to the hospital, and although she is now in a rehab unit, she is doing better.

Many thanks to Melissa who, like so many islanders, is aware of her neighbors and always willing to do what she can to look after them when they need it. This is one more reason that we all like calling Ocracoke home.

This month's Ocracoke Newsletter chronicles the story of commercial fishing on Ocracoke, and tells of the efforts of the Ocracoke Working Watermen's Association to save the island's last remaining fish house. Click here to read the entire newsletter....and learn how to make a donation.

Leon

Many of our readers will remember Leon, the large, loveable Manx cat who greeted folks at Village Craftsmen for many years. Leon died one year ago today, after struggling with a number of health issues. Needless to say we all miss him.



This month's Ocracoke Newsletter chronicles the story of commercial fishing on Ocracoke, and tells of the efforts of the Ocracoke Working Watermen's Association to save the island's last remaining fish house. Click here to read the entire newsletter....and learn how to make a donation.

Muzel

Just an update this morning. Several days ago I mentioned Muzel Bryant, our island's oldest resident. Muze, who will turn 103 on March 12 had apparently been wondering why I hadn't been by to visit lately. I pleaded a series of hefty colds, and two trips to see Lou Ann. But this past Sunday I called Amy, and the two of us strolled over to see Muze.

Muze is doing remarkably well. Although she uses a walker, she was up and about when we arrived. She finally took a seat and we talked for about 45 minutes. We reminisced about life on the island when she was growing up, chatted about how her two younger sisters were doing, and then we shared current island news. Muze asked about Lachlan, and remembered that he was born on my birthday, August 2. I can only hope that my mind is as sharp as hers in my old age. If it is it will be an improvement

Muze didn't think she'd have a big birthday party this year. Three years ago the community turned out for a dinner on her one hundredth birthday. Afterwards Muze led the way out to the Pub for a party. I'm embarrassed to report that I left at 11:00, about two hours before Muze headed home! You can read about her 2004 party here.

This month's Ocracoke Newsletter chronicles the story of commercial fishing on Ocracoke, and tells of the efforts of the Ocracoke Working Watermen's Association to save the island's last remaining fish house. Click here to read the entire newsletter....and learn how to make a donation.

The Healing Force

Last night the Ocracoke community was treated to a lively performance of African drumming, singing, storytelling, & dancing by the family group Healing Force. For an hour and a half the school gymnasium reverberated with the rhythmic beating of drums, the melodious sound of beautiful voices, and the fluid movement of bodies, arms, & legs.

Along with the Healing Force's infectious smiles and obvious delight in their art, they joyfully celebrated community, beauty, and peace, sentiments familiar to many islanders, but ever worthy of being reminded of.

The night air was cold, but those who braved the chill came home energized by a talented & energetic family.

This month's Ocracoke Newsletter chronicles the story of commercial fishing on Ocracoke, and tells of the efforts of the Ocracoke Working Watermen's Association to save the island's last remaining fish house. Click here to read the entire newsletter....and learn how to make a donation.

Back in College?

I don't generally wear t-shirts with writing on them (especially ones with corporate logos -- why would I want to pay money to advertize for a huge company??). But one of my favorite island t-shirts from years ago was solid black except for two words printed across the chest: "Ocracoke University."

Just the other day Jennifer Kidwell & I were talking about the things we like about Ocracoke. You know, you've heard me wax poetical about them many times. Things like realizing you don't have any money while you're standing in line at the store, but knowing it's OK because someone else in line will loan you the money, or the clerk will just "put it on a tab." Or folks behind the counters inviting Lachlan back into their storerooms to show him around. Or catching up on all the island news at the Post Office. Or hashing out solutions to community issues sitting around a table in the church rec. hall. Or neighbors piling your tables full of food after a death in the family.

Jennifer commented that it was "like living on a college campus." In many ways it is like being in college. Life is rather flexible here. And relaxed. Not too many schedules. We look after one another. And we're constantly learning about life and living.

We're happy we're enrolled.

This month's Ocracoke Newsletter chronicles the story of commercial fishing on Ocracoke, and tells of the efforts of the Ocracoke Working Watermen's Association to save the island's last remeining fish house. Click here to read the entire newsletter....and learn how to make a donation.

Thomas Paine

Some months ago I read The Trouble with Tom, by Paul Collins. It is the fascinating story of what became of the bones of American Patriot, Thomas Paine. (You might want to read the book yourself to follow this odd tale.) In the course of reading I was reminded of what a fascinating person Thomas Paine was. The author of Common Sense, he was a man ahead of his times, and had a major influence on the drafting of the Declaration of Independence. He also wrote The Age of Reason, a forceful advocacy of Enlightenment principles and Deism.

Today is the two hundred and seventieth anniversary of Thomas Paine's birthday. Herewith are several of his quotes:

"I love the man that can smile in trouble, that can gather
strength from distress, and grow brave by reflection.
'Tis the business of little minds to shrink, but he whose
heart is firm, and whose conscience approves his conduct,
will pursue his principles unto death."

"If there must be trouble let it be in my day, that my
child may have peace."

"These are the times that try men's souls. The summer soldier
and the sunshine patriot will, in this crisis, shrink from
the service of their country; but he that stands it now,
deserves the love and thanks of man and woman."

Paine also wrote "A New Song," [Hail Great Republic], sung to the tune of "Rule Britannia":

"Hail, Great Republic of the world,
The rising empire of the West,
Where famed Columbus, with a mighty mind inspired,
Gave tortured Europe scenes of rest.
Be thou forever, forever great and free,
The Land of Love and Liberty.

"Beneath thy spreading mantling vine,
Beside thy flowery groves and springs,
And on thy lofty, thy lofty mountains' brow,
May all thy sons and fair ones sing.
Chorus.

"From thee may rudest nations learn
To prize the cause thy sons began;
From thee may future, may future tyrants know
That sacred are the Rights of Man.
Chorus.

"From thee may hated discord fly,
With all her dark, her gloomy train;
And o'er thy fertile, thy fertile wide domain
May everlasting friendship reign.
Chorus.

"Of thee may lisping infancy
The pleasing wondrous story tell,
And patriot sages in venerable mood
Instruct the world to govern well.
Chorus.

"Ye guardian angels watch around,
From harm protect the new-born State;
And all ye friendly, ye friendly nations join,
And thus salute the Child of Fate.
Be thou forever, forever great and free,
The Land of Love and Liberty!"

This month's Ocracoke Newsletter chronicles the story of commercial fishing on Ocracoke, and tells of the efforts of the Ocracoke Working Watermen's Association to save the island's last remaining fish house. Click here to read the entire newsletter....and learn how to make a donation.

The Joys of Youth

Picture this: I walked over the ramp at the lifeguard beach yesterday afternoon. The weather had turned sunny and warm, though a stiff breeze was blowing straight down the beach from the south. The ocean was frothy and white, whipped up by the wind. Because of the steady blow I wore a sweatshirt and hat. There by the surf were a young man and a young woman. The woman was thin, with long flowing dark hair. She was wearing a light jacket. Her companion was dressed in a bright red t-shirt. His pants were rolled up to his calf, and he was barefooted.

They were running around, laughing, and playing. One moment they were chasing each other, the next he was splashing in the incoming tide. Then they would dance in circles, or jump up on the huge, worn tree trunk that had washed up on the beach several years ago. As I passed them they were standing upright, gazing into the ocean, he behind her with his arms wrapped around her waist and his head over her shoulder.

I suppose I felt something like an old geezer, with my sweatshirt zipped up to my neck, my hands in my pockets, plodding along into the wind in my walking shoes. But at least I also felt a vicarious delight in the spontaneity and exuberance of two youngsters of our species engaged in an age-old courting ritual. May they never loose their sense of joy and play.

This month's Ocracoke Newsletter chronicles the story of commercial fishing on Ocracoke, and tells of the efforts of the Ocracoke Working Watermen's Association to save the island's last remaining fish house. Click here to read the entire newsletter....and learn how to make a donation.

A Word to Renters

This post is for all of our readers who rent cottages or rooms at Ocracoke in the summer. Last night at dinner talk turned to renters who call their realty to complain that they saw a cockroach.

"Just one?" would be our seasoned reply.

Anyone who lives in the south must confront cockroaches (sometimes affectionately called water bugs or palmetto bugs), especially in the warmer summer months. As neat, tidy, and clean as Lou Ann & I both are, an occasional cockroach will slip under the door, or hitch a ride in a grocery sack...and surprise us when we turn the kitchen light on at night. Lou Ann is only slowly getting used to those dark, ugly, and swift critters (a rolled up magazine and I are often quicker than they are, however).

This week I am reading a fascinating book, Batavia's Graveyard, the true story of seventeenth century commerce, heresy, shipwreck, and mutiny on a Dutch East India Company flagship. After several paragraphs describing the passengers' and crew's battles with rats, lice, maggots, weevils, & bedbugs, and their attendant diseases, the author notes that "[t]he captain of one Danish East Indiaman was so maddened by the plague of scuttling vermin on board his ship that he offered his sailors a tot of brandy for every thousand cockroaches they killed. Within days, the crushed bodies of 38,250 insects had been presented for his inspection."

You might want to keep that figure in mind as the summer approaches. And be assured that your realty mounts a massive attack against these critters year around. If you encounter one in your cottage, don't take your eyes off of it if possible, pick up a nearby shoe or magazine, and be swift. There's probably no need to call the realty. You can handle it.

This month's Ocracoke Newsletter chronicles the story of commercial fishing on Ocracoke, and tells of the efforts of the Ocracoke Working Watermen's Association to save the island's last remaining fish house. Click here to read the entire newsletter....and learn how to make a donation.

Broken Shells

The beach was so broad the other afternoon when I took my daily walk. It was low tide and the hard packed sand was 100 - 150' wide in places. I walked for several miles without seeing a soul. The surf was quiet....just long, slow, low rollers nudging the beach. Beyond, there was an expanse of calm and quiet. Only a few birds bobbed on the waves. Not even a dolphin was to be seen.

Once, though, I noticed a hefty herring gull. It had plucked a clam from the sound and carried it over to the hard packed beach. She flew high up into the sky and dropped her clam from quite a distance. She accomplished her goal. The clam shell lay broken on the beach and she was busily pecking at it for the succulent, tasty meat.

All too often the gulls drop their clams on the highway since it's generally harder than the beach. It makes driving somewhat of a challenge because the broken shells are sharp and often cut through rubber tires. So be careful driving Highway 12 this time of year, especially near the bridges.

This month's Ocracoke Newsletter chronicles the story of commercial fishing on Ocracoke, and tells of the efforts of the Ocracoke Working Watermen's Association to save the island's last remaining fish house. Click here to read the entire newsletter....and learn how to make a donation.

January Surprise

I was surprised this morning, as I walked over to Village Craftsmen, to see daffodils blooming right under our high tide lines. It has actually been chilly these last few days, but I guess spring is, if not exactly right around the corner, at least down the road.



This month's Ocracoke Newsletter chronicles the story of commercial fishing on Ocracoke, and tells of the efforts of the Ocracoke Working Watermen's Association to save the island's last remaining fish house. Click here to read the entire newsletter....and learn how to make a donation.

Ghost Ship

Several days ago I missed an important date in Outer Banks history. On January 21, 1921 the five-masted schooner, Caroll A. Deering (one of the largest schooners ever built), foundered on Diamond Shoals.

When the weather finally cleared and the US Coast Guard was able to board the vessel they discovered all sails set, galley tables set with dinnerware, food in the galley stove....and not a living soul aboard the Deering -- with the exception of one cat. To this day no one knows what happened to the crew. Not a trace of any of them has ever been found.

The story goes that the cat, with six toes on each paw, was taken ashore. Before long six-toed cats started to show up on Hatteras Island, and later, on Ocracoke. Just a couple of years ago, at dusk, Amy noticed a six-toed feral cat skulking about near her house. Perhaps the crew of the Ghost Ship continues to haunt the Outer Banks.

This month's Ocracoke Newsletter chronicles the story of commercial fishing on Ocracoke, and tells of the efforts of the Ocracoke Working Watermen's Association to save the island's last remeining fish house. Click here to read the entire newsletter....and learn how to make a donation.

Early Morning Rain

Crystal clear raindrops hung like pearls from the tips of the cedar branches arching over my outdoor shower this morning. For all practical purposes rain had stopped falling, but the ground was saturated, and puddles lay scattered in the lanes and driveways. Billows of steam rose up above my head as the hot water fell to the cold wooden deck of the shower.

It was a great way to start my day. Even though I've come down with another chest cold (my third this winter!) I'm up and about, ready to do some neglected paperwork, run a few errands, then host Amy, David, Lachlan, & neighbor, Jennifer Kidwell, for a lunch of homemade chicken soup.

This month's Ocracoke Newsletter chronicles the story of commercial fishing on Ocracoke, and tells of the efforts of the Ocracoke Working Watermen's Association to save the island's last remeining fish house. Click here to read the entire newsletter....and learn how to make a donation.

A Saturday in January

The daily pace of island life in winter is a gift to be savored. Especially in January and February, life flows, rather than moves. Yesterday I spent a few morning hours at my desk, organizing and catching up on details. After a light lunch I donned my dark blue trousers & black shoes, slipped on a sweater, and walked to the church for another funeral. Native islander, Maude Thomas Garrish, died on Wednesday at age 91. The nave was nearly full of friends and relatives as two of her nephews shared highlights of her life. We grieve as a community when one of our own passes on.

Yesterday afternoon I watched Lachlan for a couple of hours as his mama attended a quilting workshop. Amy and the other regular quilters were teaching newcomers how to make a traditional Ocracoke Island "cracker quilt" pillow cover.

A late afternoon nap, a dinner of pasta and vegetables, and an evening of reading by the fire completed my day.

As the song says, "My life flows on in endless song; Above earth’s lamentation, I hear the sweet though far off hymn, That hails a new creation...." (How Can I Keep from Singing, by Robert Lowry).

This month's Ocracoke Newsletter chronicles the story of commercial fishing on Ocracoke, and tells of the efforts of the Ocracoke Working Watermen's Association to save the island's last remeining fish house. Click here to read the entire newsletter....and learn how to make a donation.

OWWA

In 2006 a group of about two dozen commercial fishermen joined together to form the Ocracoke Working Watermen's Association (OWWA). One of their primary goals is to save the island's last remaining fish house from permanent closure. Their hard work has been rewarded with wide public support and the return of the fish house to daily operation -- at least for the present. The watermen are now in the process of raising money to purchase the fish house business along with the long-term property lease in order to insure the continuation of their traditional island lifestyle.

You can read more about fishing and the goals of the OWWA in our latest newsletter. There is also information there to tell you how you can make a tax deductible contribution to help keep commercial fishing a viable industry on Ocracoke Island. Click here to learn more.

Island Guilt

Two nights ago district Park Ranger, Kenny Ballance, accosted me at a community meeting. Kenny is the primary caregiver for our oldest island resident, Muzel Bryant. Muze, as she is generally known, will be 103 years old in March. "Muze is about to worry me to death," Kenny remarked. "She keeps asking me why Philip Howard hasn't been by to visit. She thinks you've died!"

Oh what a guilt trip! Unfortunately, I seem to be coming down with another winter cold, so I don't want to pass it along. I suppose I'll just give her a phone call -- real soon. Muze's inquiry is a testament to her sharp intellect. It's wonderful how she keeps up with daily island life. And it certainly gives me a boost to know that our oldest islander wants me to stop by for a visit.

This month's Ocracoke Newsletter is Jamie Tunnell's story about Dory Fishing on Ocracoke's Beach. Click on the link to read it.

Addie Henry

On this date one hundred and fourteen years ago the schooner "Addie Henry" fetched up at Hatteras Inlet. According to the wreck report, the schooner, loaded with pine lumber, "wer laid up in Hatteras shade side on account it war drug by ice." Three days later the life saving crew, noting that "wee sea ice was not so bad," went to the schooner "to see if eny thing cold be done." There was nothing they could do except wait for it to warm up. The Addie Henry was refloated on January 29 and anchored safely in the harbor.

Today there is no ice, just light rain and a dreary, sunless day. It's been a good day to work inside. At least the temperature has gotten up to the low 50s.

This month's Ocracoke Newsletter is Jamie Tunnell's story about Dory Fishing on Ocracoke's Beach. Click on the link to read it.

Winter's Back

A cold front has moved across the Outer Banks in the last twelve hours, and the temperature has dropped about thirty degrees. So it's chilly this morning, though still above freezing. I don't imagine I'll be walking barefoot on the beach today like I was on Monday. Actually this is a good day to stay inside and catch up on details. I've let so many little things go these last few weeks.

Luckily for me, Jude is back from a two week vacation in Aruba. She's sitting downstairs with a winter tan and a smile on her face, processing internet orders & paying bills.

Tonight I'll be attending an important meeting at the community center. A NCDOT spokesman will be here to talk to us and get input about bridge replacement along Highway 12 on the northern end of Ocracoke, a project slated for next winter.

This month's Ocracoke Newsletter is Jamie Tunnell's story about Dory Fishing on Ocracoke's Beach. Click on the link to read it.

Farewell

Lou Ann & I were off-island on New Year's Day when I received a telephone call from my daughter, Amy. She was distraught and told me that our neighbor, Brad Gaskill, in his early 30s, had died suddenly after taking a tumble from his bicycle. Brad was an unassuming young man who contributed to our community in quiet, but important ways.

Many of you have read my chronicle of the rehabilitation of my house. Brad was there many hours installing both new plumbing and central heating & air conditioning. A number of the vintage windows in the house came from his great-grandparents' island home. Several times he told me that he felt as though his great-grandfather was strolling through the house monitoring the progress of the restoration.

We all miss Brad and send our condolences to his family. A death in our island community, especially one so young, is a tragedy shared by us all.

This month's Ocracoke Newsletter is Jamie Tunnell's story about Dory Fishing on Ocracoke's Beach. Click on the link to read it.

January Thoughts

I'm back at the keyboard again. Lou Ann & I spent a wonderful three weeks together, including the Christmas holidays here on the island. So many other islanders were traveling to exotic winter vacation spots, but we decided to simply spend the time together, with a break from work and from the journal. We enjoyed dinners in front of the fire, hosted a Twelfth Night pot luck, watched movies, talked into the night, learned new recipes, visited family & friends, and laughed.....a lot.

But Lou Ann is back in Indiana, and I am ready again to keep our readers up to date on island news. Actually quite a bit happened these last two weeks. I'll share some of that in the next day or so. Right now the news is that this day is delightful -- sunny and pleasant with temps near 70. (Lou Ann informs me that the latest mid-west winter storm has extended its icy reach into her neighborhood, and temperatures are plunging.)

Just yesterday I learned that I have an Ocracoke Preservation Meeting tonight....and jury duty in early February. And, of course, there are lots of neglected details to attend to here at Village Craftsmen. But work can wait a few more hours. I believe I'll take a stroll along the beach.

This month's Ocracoke Newsletter is Jamie Tunnell's story about Dory Fishing on Ocracoke's Beach. Click on the link to read it.

Happy New Year!

Village Craftsmen's Howard Street gallery will be closed after today, until mid-February. Jude, Dallie, Dale, & I will all be taking off for at least two weeks. Some of us will be here on the island, enjoying this wonderful place in the off-season; others will be traveling a bit. We will not be posting on the journal until sometime in mid-January. Please keep in mind that after January 15 we will again be processing internet and mail orders, although our Howard Street gallery won't re-open until mid-February.

We hope you all have a fantastic 2007, and we hope you understand that islanders need a little time off too, now and then! And....we look forward to seeing you again in the coming year.

This month's Ocracoke Newsletter is Jamie Tunnell's story about Dory Fishing on Ocracoke's Beach. Click on the link to read it.

Sand Angel

In the bleak mid-winter, with snow drifted high against the picket fences, and ice crystals hanging in the air, children are wont to lie down, bundled up with woolen caps, colorful scarves, and warm mittens, and. by moving their outstretched arms, make snow angels.

Well, it's not like that on the island this Christmas season. Even though it's cool today (well, OK, a young man just walked into the Village Craftsmen in his t-shirt), it is bright and sunny. Yesterday, as Lou Ann and I wandered back to the walk-over ramp at the lifeguard beach we spied a "sand angel" in the dunes. I suppose it was some child (maybe even a young-spirited adult) from way up north who missed the snow.

Some island news: This Saturday, December 30, the Ocracoke Working Watermen's Association, a non-profit organization dedicated to keeping the island's last fish house open, operating, and profitable, will be sponsoring a seafood dinner at mid-day, and an evening of storytelling with nationally famous islander, Donald Davis, at the Community Center. Come on out and support both events if you are on the island.

One more thing: Tomorrow will be our last journal entry for a couple of weeks. We are all taking much needed vacations and Village Craftsmen will be closed, including our internet business. Even though some of us are staying on the island, we will not be posting until at least the middle of January. I'll remind you all again tomorrow.

This month's Ocracoke Newsletter is Jamie Tunnell's story about Dory Fishing on Ocracoke's Beach. Click on the link to read it.

A Walk on the Beach

Christmas Day has come and gone, but the holiday continues. Lights glow on homes, candles shine in windows, and wreaths decorate fences. lamposts, and even the lighthouse.

We went to the beach yesterday. The wind was blowing sand across our path, making walking something of a chore. However, the temperature was Spring-like. Today it is cooler, but the wind has died down, so our walk on the beach was easier. Lou Ann is here, so we walked and talked.

Tonight we'll look after Lachlan while mama & papa spend the evening with David's family (his mother, father, sister, and brother-in-law are visiting this week). After Lachlan goes to sleep Lou Ann & I will open our Christmas stockings (with all of the family events these last few days -- including having my brother as a house guest -- we neglected our stockings). We'll turn on the gas log stove, light a few candles, and pull up an antique quilt. We might even brew a pot of tea and serve ourselves sticky buns (a gift today from Linda & Al).

Life is good.

This month's Ocracoke Newsletter is Jamie Tunnell's story about Dory Fishing on Ocracoke's Beach. Click on the link to read it.

Boxing Day

We hope all of our readers had a very merry Christmas with family & friends. Mine was just wonderful. Pot luck dinners, Christmas carols, games around the dining room table, opening presents.....it was all fun and full of good cheer.

And it's not over. Lou Ann & I are off to another dinner in moments. Maybe I'll have time tomorrow to share more island news. (Never got to do the "Boxing Day" thing this afternoon, by the way!) Bye.

Merry Christmas!

To all of our readers, neighbors, and friends of Ocracoke, all of us at Village Craftsmen wish you the merriest Christmas ever!

We will be taking a few days hiatus to celebrate the holiday. Look for a new journal entry on Tuesday, December 26.



From, Philip, Dallie, Jude, & Dale.

Another Pot Luck!

Yesterday was the winter solstice, the shortest day of the year -- the right occasion for a pot luck dinner. David's mother, father, sister, and brother-in-law are all on the island for Christmas this year. So we figured it was the perfect time to combine a family get-together with a solstice pot luck.

As in years past, I baked a spice cake with a bean mixed in. Eight-year-old Caroline found the bean in her slice of cake and was duly crowned Queen of the Solstice. She sat upon her throne (actually a wooden stool), wrapped in her royal robes (a throw with sun, moon, and stars on it), with a tin foil crown on her head. We all paid homage to the Queen, who then proceeded to give commands to her subjects. Her older brother was less than happy with how the night's events unfolded.

The Queen then turned the evening over to the adults. The night continued with feats of dexterity, poems, and songs, especially Christmas Carols. Everyone left filled with good food, good cheer, and good thoughts. Happy Solstice to everyone!

This month's Ocracoke Newsletter is Jamie Tunnell's story about Dory Fishing on Ocracoke's Beach. Click on the link to read it.

Carolers

Last night Amy, David, Lachlan, and I were enjoying dinner together at my house when we heard a knock at the door. Upon opening the door we were greeted by a dozen or so Christmas carolers. Sundae had told me that a group of folks would be out caroling one more time (they'd already been around the village last week), and invited me to join them. But I forgot about it.

So here I was, thinking, "I must be getting old. Carolers usually go to old people's homes." But Lachlan was there with me and that made it seem better. After serenading us with several songs the carolers asked for a request. Deck the Halls is Lachlan's favorite seasonal song, so we all joined in, with especially robust "Fa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, las."

This month's Ocracoke Newsletter is Jamie Tunnell's story about Dory Fishing on Ocracoke's Beach. Click on the link to read it.

Ocracoke Bomb Scare

I'll bet that got your attention. And it's true. Well, actually it was a hand grenade. Or at least that's the story I heard. Here's what's going around the village -- last night, around 7 o'clock the sheriff's deputies got word that workers discovered a hand grenade in the attic of a house they were remodeling. Anyone on the island who knew anything about grenades said, "Call the bomb squad from Cherry Point." No argument from me on that one.

As you may know, Ocracoke is a long way from Cherry Point. The bomb squad missed the Cedar Island ferry, so they "drove around" (the DOT ran a special Hatteras Inlet ferry for them about 2 o'clock in the morning).

In the meanwhile the road by the Coffee Company was cordoned off for hours, and nearby residents were evacuated. Must have been quite a scene.

The bomb squad put the grenade in a special protected box and in a matter of minutes the threat was diffused, and the road was reopened in the middle of the night.

I've heard the grenade was at least 45 years old,and I'm guessing it was from World War II. Seems to me like an odd thing to store in your attic for 60 years. And who knows how many children might have been rummaging around in boxes up there. Let that be a lesson for you all. Keep your WWII grenades locked up in a safe place!

I can't vouch for all of the above details, but I did see the cop cars in that vicinity last night when I rode my bike by just after 7 o'clock.

So another exciting adventure ends safely on Ocracoke Island! Keep reading our Ocracoke Journal for all the late-breaking island news.

(I related this whole tale to Lou Ann last night, and, not to be outdone, she told me about the lead story in her local newspaper yesterday -- some miscreant, in the dark of night, has been letting the air out of her town's blow-up santas! At least we don't have that threat to worry about. Not yet, at least.)

This month's Ocracoke Newsletter is Jamie Tunnell's story about Dory Fishing on Ocracoke's Beach. Click on the link to read it.

Post Office Elves

Sporting green aprons with the words "Santa's Helper," Ocracoke's postmaster, Celeste, and her assistant, Melissa, are making Christmas gift sending a happy experience. The post office is decked out with red stockings, a decorated tree, and wrapped packages. Our two elves are even offering customers Christmas candies when they step up to the counter.

Celeste and Melissa are definitely in the holiday spirit. Thanks to both of them (and Dale, too -- he took the photos, and works behind the scenes sans apron) for all of their good cheer and terrific service!

Celeste at the Counter:



Melissa & Celeste Enjoying their Work:



This month's Ocracoke Newsletter is Jamie Tunnell's story about Dory Fishing on Ocracoke's Beach. Click on the link to read it.
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The Blanche

116 years ago yesterday the 2 masted schooner, Blanche, bound for Boston, was sunk on Ocracoke's beach, about 300 yards from shore in stormy weather. Keeper James Howard's shipwreck report is transcribed below (I have preserved his spelling and punctuation as faithfully as possible, though parts of the report are difficult to decipher).

He describes firing lines to the stricken vessel, which then allow the station crew to haul the eight sailors ashore by means of the breeches buoy (a life ring with leather "breeches" attached to it, that traveled along a sturdy line anchored on one end to a wooden crotch planted in the sand, and on the other end tied to the ship's mast or rigging).

Note that surfman Ballance spied the Blanche early in the morning (at 7 am according to another part of the report), and arrived at the station an hour and a half later. It took the surfmen five hours to pull the beach cart 12 miles down the beach, contending with strong winds and rising water. It was another six hours before they returned to the station, after saving eight sailors. They had given their all for nearly twelve straight hours. And this was all in December. It is difficult to imagine today what fortitude and bravery it took to be a member of the Life Saving Crew on the Outer Banks one hundred years ago. Notice that Keeper Howard asks in his report that the government add another station on Ocracoke.

Here is Keeper Howard's report:

"H.H. Ballance out on beach discover a vessel ashore on beach in breakers, sunk finding live men on board, put whip to his horse for the station, arriving to station 8:30 reported sch shore on Ocracoke beach with distress signals flying.

"Keeper immeatly cauld out crew. Hitch up team, tuck apparatus cart, left station 9 am for sch. Surf very rough running over beach, wind SW fresh gale witch mad our progress very slow, the distance about 12 miles with water and wind to contend with it was all we cold do reaching abrest wreck sch. Wee was nea fag out but seeing the condition of the wreck men, wee tuck curedg went at work.

1st shot was unsuckcessfull, hauld shot ashore gain. The nex shot line drop cros vessel, the crew of sch got line, hauling off whip shot line, no. 7 parted. The third shot line drop acros wreck crew got the line hauld of whip line made fast in starboard riging. Sent off hausser, the current so strong and forse of sea was hard to handle the gear. Men from the settlement rendered us valable service.

Hop n to haul on gear. After hausser hauld taugh, buoy sent off landing in all eight persons all right. Hade to cut our hausser, cut shot line, current so feirce cold not resk it, so cut them, one shot lost. The wreck crew was very bad off. They had life lines run around them to keep them from washing over board. All that peple that was there to see the site and my judgement seas ther was noth elce cold saved the crew. Pleas gave us another station. Capt. was very thankful and many thanks for our assistance."

This month's Ocracoke Newsletter is Jamie Tunnell's story about Dory Fishing on Ocracoke's Beach. Click on the link to read it.
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A Quiet Day on the Island

About 20 minutes ago I received the following puzzle in my email. It's quiet on the island today so I thought it would be fun to mess about with it. If you've got a few minutes for a puzzle read on.

Post a comment if you want to explain the puzzle. I've already posted my explanation. Just click on "comments" below if you want to post or peek. (It really is quiet here today!!)

AGE BY DINER & RESTAURANT MATH

DON'T CHEAT BY SCROLLING DOWN FIRST!
It takes less than a minute .
Work this out as you read .
Be sure you don't read the bottom until you've worked it out!


1. First of all, pick the number of times a week that you would like to go out to eat. (more than once but less than 10)
2. Multiply this number by 2 (just to be bold)
3. Add 5
4. Multiply it by 50
5. If you have already had your birthday this year add 1756.
If you haven't, add 1755.
6. Now subtract the four digit year that you were born. You should have a three digit number

The first digit of this was your original number
(i.e., how many times you want to go out to restaurants in a week.)
The next two numbers are YOUR AGE! (Oh YES, it is!!!!!)

THIS IS THE ONLY YEAR (2006) IT WILL EVER WORK, SO SPREAD IT AROUND WHILE IT LASTS."

This month's Ocracoke Newsletter is Jamie Tunnell's story about Dory Fishing on Ocracoke's Beach. Click on the link to read it.
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Painted Bunting

Yesterday Dale told me that he and Jaren had a strikingly beautiful bird visiting their back yard. After a bit of research they determined that it was a Painted Bunting.

According to the Audubon Society Field Guide to North American Birds this "sparrow-size....gaudy finch is one of the most beautiful birds in North America." North Carolina appears to be its northernmost range, and it normally "skulks among dense thickets" making it difficult to see. Luckily for us it has ventured onto Dale & Jaren's feeder, although Dale says it darts away at the least sound or sight of another bird.

(All photos by Dale Mutro.)

This month's Ocracoke Newsletter is Jamie Tunnell's story about Dory Fishing on Ocracoke's Beach. Click on the link to read it..

Tidbits

Lots of little things to share this morning:

• We at Village Craftsmen had our "End of the Season" dinner last night at Jason's. I think it is fair to say that we laughed our way through the meal. We really were loud. Lucky for us there weren't many other people in the restaurant, and those that were (I think we knew them all) just rolled their eyes and shook their heads.
  
• After dinner, at 7 o'clock, we strolled over to the school for their annual Christmas Program. There was lots of music and dancing. One particularly noteworthy skit, "Christmas Time on the Sound Side," (or, maybe it should have been called "Christmas Toime on the Sinde Soide") was written by middle schooler Chante Mason. The audience laughed heartily when a group of "tourists," fascinated by the line in the middle of the road, said, in effect, "There's traffic coming from both directions, so let's go stand in the middle of the road and look at it."
• Walking home down Howard Street (all alone I might add, and beside the many graveyards) I had to pass through thick, rolling fog. The fog, and an accompanying light cool wind, gave a decidedly creepy feeling to the night.
  
• It's foggy again this morning. Haven't heard if the ferries are running. Yesterday they were delayed several hours because of the thick fog. It makes the village even quieter than usual this time of year.
  
• Happy Hanukkah to all of our Jewish friends!

This month's Ocracoke Newsletter is Jamie Tunnell's story about Dory Fishing on Ocracoke's Beach. Click on the link to read it.
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OCBA

Last night's Civic & Business Association Christmas dinner and December meeting was yet another fantastic pot luck. It was a small group, but the food was stellar -- sweet potato casserole, meat loaf, salads, macaroni, vegetable pastries, beans, and much more. Oh yes, there was a table full of cookies, pies, and puddings, too.

And the meeting was short. I was home by 8 o'clock. OCBA members have been doing lots of good things this past year. If governmental beauracracies will move on certain issues we may eventually get a trolley to serve Ocracoke village, more parking at the lighthouse, and additional handicapped facilities. If all goes well, we might also have sidewalks in portions of the village. In other news, the new Ocracoke Working Watermen's Association appears to be doing well. Look for more news soon about activities planned for December 30.

This month's Ocracoke Newsletter is Jamie Tunnell's story about Dory Fishing on Ocracoke's Beach. Click on the link to read it.
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On the Beach

Yesterday afternoon Amy called to ask me if I wanted to join her and Lachlan at the beach. The weather has been getting milder, so I couldn't resist. The winter beach is such a wonderful place for young children. This time of year there are hardly any "beach buggies" so Lachlan could just run and play with little concern from Mama. He picked up shells as we strolled along, and seemed to understand that the water was too cold for swimming (at least he didn't try to jump in).

Lachlan was equally fascinated by the dunes. He climbed up nearly every path (we were near the campground), and then disappeared over the top. Before long he was back, running down towards us, with sand spurs stuck to his shoes and pants.

All too soon we were ready to head back, but Lachlan kept wandering away. Finally I picked him up and we walked to the car. I'm sure he slept well last night.

This month's Ocracoke Newsletter is Jamie Tunnell's story about Dory Fishing on Ocracoke's Beach. Click on the link to read it.
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Dory Fishing

Several weeks ago I posted an entry here about dory fishing on Ocracoke's beach. This is a fascinating local commercial fishing technique. This month the Ocracoke Observer published an article by Jamie Tunnell that explores this topic in more depth. Jamie and Linda Rippe, owner of the Observer, were kind enough to allow me to republish the article on our web site, as our December Ocracoke Newsletter. Linda also sent me several photos that had not been published.

You can read the entire account of Ocracoke's dory fishing by clicking here.

A Busy Week

Most of our readers can probably identify with busy-ness before Christmas. Ocracoke is no exception. This week I'll be part of a family dinner, the Ocracoke Civic & Business Association pot luck, and our annual Village Craftsmen dinner. Of course, there are the other usual holiday activities -- our school Christmas program Thursday evening, ordering and wrapping presents, putting up a yule log, finding a Christmas tree, writing to friends, etc.

Everything considered, life isn't too hectic on the island. I don't have to fight commuter traffic, and there's no mall filled with frantic shoppers. Actually there are hardly any shoppers at all. Mostly it's quiet. I think I'll wrap a few presents as I sit here at the counter!

You can read our latest newsletter here. It's the story of two old maps (1590 & 1795) and place names on the Outer Banks.
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Jimmy's Garage & the Space Shuttle

Last night several hundred islanders gathered at Jimmy's Garage for Ocracoke's annual Christmas pig pickin', pot luck dinner, and dance. Jimmy's is the cleanest garage you can imagine. The floor was virtually spotless. Picnic tables were lined up, and tables were piled high with all manner of delicious fare. From 5:00 to 7:30 folks ate, visited, chased after young-uns, laughed, and told stories. The dance commenced at 8:00 and continued long into the night.

A couple of dozen islanders left the party around 8:30 to gather on the walkover ramp at the lifeguard beach. The night was clear and the sky was studded with stars*. In every direction we looked twinkling lights covered the heavens. The Milky Way looked like it had been painted across the dome of the sky with a magical brush.

Shortly after 8:45 the cry was heard. "There it is." Hurtling toward us from the southwest was a bright, shining dot. The space shuttle streaked by, rather low on the horizon, as we all fell silent and watched. It was difficult to imagine that the shuttle was climbing. It looked like it might just barely clear the top of the Cape Hatteras lighthouse. Then, just as quickly as it appeared, it was gone and out of sight.

The night air was cold and crisp. Most of us walked back to our cars, awed both by the canopy of stars overhead and the accomplishment of our fellow humans.

* According to http://answers.google.com/answers/threadview?id=742414 & http://www.cnn.com/2003/TECH/space/07/22/stars.survey/ we could probably see about 2000 stars last night of the 70,000,000,000,000,000,000,000 in the known universe. According to CNN, "Astronomers say there are more stars than grains of sand in all of Earth's deserts and beaches." That's a lot of stars!

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Music & Stories

Last night's Christmas concert at Deepwater Theater (not the Community Center, as I wrote yesterday) was sold out. In spite of the cold weather (near freezing temperatures) many locals, and even a handful of visitors, came out to listen to holiday music and hear island stories.

Ocracoke's regulars (Molasses Creek, Marcie & Lou, Jamie Tunnell, Rob & Sundae, Roy Parsons & others) were joined by a growing group of young musicians who entertained with guitar, flute, violin, and voice. Rob read his new "piratical version" of Clement Moore's The Night Before Christmas to much laughter. At the end, song books were passed around and the audience joined with the performers in singing favorite carols.

The short walk home was dark and cold. Deep midwinter is definitely upon us. It was good to walk into my cozy parlor with candles in the windows and a warm fire at the hearth.

You can read our latest newsletter here. It's the story of two old maps (1590 & 1795) and place names on the Outer Banks.
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Concert Tonight

Because I was off island for two days I missed Ocracoke's annual wassail party and the lighting of the Christmas tree at the Ocracoke Preservation Society museum Wednesday evening. As usual, I'm sure there was a good turnout accompanied by singing of carols to usher in the holidays. It certainly feels like winter right now. Days are getting shorter as the solstice approaches, holiday decorations adorn more and more homes, and the temperature was below freezing this morning.

We are looking forward to our annual Christmas concert at the Community Center this evening. Music, stories, and refreshments will round out the evening's entertainment. I'll be sharing the story of the 1899 Christmas Eve wreck of the British steamship Ariosto.

Be sure to come on out if you are on the island.

You can read our latest newsletter here. It's the story of two old maps (1590 & 1795) and place names on the Outer Banks.
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Back on the Island Again

Our readers must think we never stay home this time of year. I apologize for the gap in posts yesterday and earlier today. Unfortunately, I was off-island for a funeral. My brother's wife, Elaine, died late last week after a long illness, and I went to be with him. Jude was also off island, so we elected to let the journal go for a day or so.

Before I left I shut off the water to my outside shower. I had heard we might be getting our first real cold snap. According to forecasts, temperatures tonight and tomorrow night might plunge to the freezing point. There is also the possibility of strong winds and soundside flooding. Seems like we've had our fair share of that already this season. But I guess that's just one consequence of living out here on the Outer Banks. Really, we're not complaining. A little adventure can be exciting, and we also reap the benefits of living on this enchanted island.

You can read our latest newsletter here. It's the story of two old maps (1590 & 1795) and place names on the Outer Banks.
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Sweaters & Hats

Well, it is December, so it shouldn't be surprising that we've got something of a cold snap today. The temperature is in the mid-40s and folks have been sporting sweaters, jackets, and wool hats. Not that many people are out and about. The island is pretty quiet this time of the year. Different houses and businesses are putting up holiday decorations, though. Cindy and Dee just brought Christmas wreaths -- one for the Village Craftsmen and one for my house. They're made of local cedar, with a big red bow. Just what I need to go with the candles in my windows.

You can read our latest newsletter here. It's the story of two old maps (1590 & 1795) and place names on the Outer Banks.
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Journal Problems

Just a few words so our readers know what has happened in the last few days. Blogger.com, which hosts our Ocracoke Journal, is "upgrading" to a new Beta version, and we were required to make the change sometime in the next month or so. I decided to go for it last Friday. Everything went smoothly, except that, when I looked on line the Journal page was blank!

I wrote to Blogger tech support, but by today had not heard from them. In the meanwhile I did some sleuthing and decided that the most likely source of the problem was the customized template I had created. My goal was to make the Journal visually consistent with the rest of our web site.

This morning I changed the template to one of Blogger's standard designs. Lo & behold, everything is working again, though with a totally different look.

I hope you enjoy having the journal back, even with a new look. By the way, did you read today's earlier post about the Doritos?

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Doritos

Like the olden days when a schooner wrecked on the Outer Banks, Hatteras islanders flocked to the beach several days ago, looking for bounty from the sea. But this time they were out there with garbage bags. They weren't scavenging for lumber or coal or other valuable cargo. This time they were collecting Doritos. About 8000 bags of the chips, which had been loaded into a tractor-trailer size container, washed off the deck of a passing freighter a day or so before Thanksgiving.

The big container had been broken open, and then it fetched up on the beach at Hatteras. Shortly thereafter Doritos were strewn along the tide line. I haven't heard of any bags washing up on Ocracoke's beach....at least not yet. We'll keep our eyes open!

You can read our latest newsletter here. It's the story of two old maps (1590 & 1795) and place names on the Outer Banks.
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Warm & Breezy

Hi! This is Philip again, back home to an unseasonably warm December. I guess I missed all of the excitement over Thanksgiving week, but I saw the storm effects as I drove down the Outer Banks -- dunes disturbed and pushed back with bulldozers, sand still on the highway, and even residual standing water in places. Ocracoke seems to have fared well, though I clearly had a bit of tide in my yard. All is quiet now.

While I was gone I noticed that one reader commented on what is perhaps our island's most famous date in history -- November 22. That is the date in 1718 (that's 288 years ago) when Captain Edward Teach (Blackbeard) was killed at Ocracoke Inlet. Recently I've read of research that suggests Blackbeard might have been the son of Captain James Beard, neighbor to colonial Governor Charles Eden in Bath, NC. It was a rather convincing argument. Perhaps I'll share more details in a future monthly newsletter.

It Warms Our Hearts....Really!

I really did appreciate the concern shown by folks when they didn't hear from us for a few days. The person who wanted me fired.....that's another matter. You just can't tell who your friends are anymore I swear. To the friend who was here and asked how the storm was in intensity compared to others we have known, it wasn't bad at all. The ocean was roiled enough to breach the dunes up and down the banks which is a concern but the flooding wasn't bad and neither were the winds. It was just enough that put all together it messed up the last profitable week we hoped to have on Ocracoke for about three months. So ya'll come on down and do your Christmas shopping here the next couple of weekends. We offer no crowds, friendly conversation, no traffic, very few muggings last time I checked. The pick pockets have all gone south and the parking meters are real cheap this time of year. Our meter maid is a real looker. Come grab a bit of sunshine and have a few laughs. Celebrate Christmas shopping Ocracoke style. We'll be looking for you. Later.....Jude

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Calm Down!

Sometimes .... folks....things get a bit beyond our control and we just need to calm down. Last week was quite a week for the entire Outer Banks. A Nor'Easter hit us on Monday evening and lasted til Thanksgiving. Rt. 12 was closed at Rodanthe where the ocean washed over trying to make a new inlet again. The dunes on Ocracoke were breached in a numbered of places and 12 was flooded both on Ocracoke and on Hatteras. We had over 7" of rain. The power was off and on, off and on and finally off. They did turn the generator on at Ocracoke but it went off Thanksgiving afternoon so most dinners were delayed. The Hatteras ferry didn't run til late Thursday. My sister, visiting from Maryland, came in on the 4PM Swan Quarter so we had Thanksgiving dinner about 8PM. But all the turkeys and trimmings eventually got cooked and eaten, friends and family got together and the sun came out. Mother Nature spared us from the hurricanes this year but I think she just wanted to remind us that she's still around.Now that everyone has gone the weather is in the 70's and sunny. Go figure. Anyhoo , I was a tad busy and what with mailorders and all I haven't been able to take a breath and that's my story and I'm stickin to it. Hope ya'll had a wonderful Thanksgiving. It's good messin with you again. Jude

You can read our latest newsletter here. It's the story of two old maps (1590 & 1795) and place names on the Outer Banks.

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Thanksgiving Week

Greetings from Ocracoke. As for many of our readers, this week should prove to be busy for Ocracokers also. Family and friends will be arriving on the island for Thanksgiving dinners. And visitors will be here for one last walk along the beach before the winter holidays.

I will be visiting Lou Ann for Turkey Day so I have asked Jude to keep up the journal while I am gone. As usual, several off-island friends will be staying in my house, looking after things while I am gone. I'm wondering -- why do they all like to visit while I'm gone??

While I am away Jude will be keeping you up to date on island happenings. Happy Thanksgiving to all of our readers!

You can read our latest newsletter here. It's the story of two old maps (1590 & 1795) and place names on the Outer Banks.
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Community Litter Pickup

Saturday morning Ocracoke School's Beta Club sponsored a community litter pickup. Wind and tide contribute to a certain amount of trash scattered around the island. So do roaming dogs. But people contribute also, of course. Papers and boxes blow out of pickup trucks, bottles and cans fall out of opened car doors, kleenexes drop from pockets. Many times it's accidental. Unfortunately, it happens all too often that careless people throw bottles and bags out of car windows, or leave their trash on the beach, or flick cigarette butts on the ground (yes, this is litter, too).

Many thanks to the Beta Club and all of our island volunteers who helped out on Saturday. And thanks also to all of our readers who act responsibly, put trash in their proper receptacles, and even pick up litter when they walk through the village or stroll along the beach. We appreciate your efforts.

You can read our latest newsletter here. It's the story of two old maps (1590 & 1795) and place names on the Outer Banks.
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Flat Cat Cafe

Last night at 7:00 Ocracoke's Youth Center put on a musical variety show for the community. Deepwater Theater was nearly full. The program kicked off with an impressive duet on violin & flute. More violin followed, along with several pieces on keyboard (three by a first grader), some vocals, guitar, more flute, and even dance. Conga drums made their appearance now and then. The audience was appreciative and enthusiastic.

I left a tad early since I host our Friday night poker game at 8:00. When the last game was over shortly after midnight I discovered that I had exactly as much money in my pocket as when I sat down to the table. At least I didn't lose any money.

You can read our latest newsletter here. It's the story of two old maps (1590 & 1795) and place names on the Outer Banks.
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Old Graveyards

A neighbor recently asked me about a grave marker she'd discovered along an island path. We went to take a look. As so often happens on Ocracoke we found a number of old graves. They are just scattered among the oaks, cedars, yaupons, and brambles. To my delight I discovered my great uncle Stanley's grave. I never knew where he had been buried.

I also came across Alexander Garrish & Epherena Fulcher Garrish's graveyard. Alexander was the originator of the old-time saying, "Too damn late....I've done promised Freener." You can read the story of this unique island expression here.

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Mid-November??

Can this really be the week before Thanksgiving? It is 73 degrees here this morning. Actually, the weather has been super most of the fall. Yesterday I spent part of the afternoon on the beach -- walking alone, and later playing with Lachlan. He entertained himself with shells, feathers, and piles of sand, then splashed in the water for a while. We had a grand time.

Today a change is in the air. Winds are increasing, and thunderstorms are in the forecast. We're hoping the winds aren't as severe as several days ago (Dale says at least one gust was clocked at over 60 mph). I believe I'll get out my paper & pens, and draw some more this morning.

To see new items we've added to our on-line catalog, please click here: "What's New at Village Craftsmen".

You can read our latest newsletter here. It's the story of two old maps (1590 & 1795) and place names on the Outer Banks.
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OPS Potluck Dinner

Last night Ocracoke Preservation Society hosted its annual meeting and potluck dinner. I arrived early with my deviled eggs, only to discover that three of the other four people there had also brought deviled eggs! By the time we were ready to eat, however, the selection of dishes was outstanding....and tasty.

This year I was the featured speaker. After the business meeting I offered some insights and stories about preserving Ocraocke's oral traditions. It was especially satisfying to share island tales with locals, and they were a fantastic audience.

I told about squaredancing in the 1950s (and how we'd revived the dance more than a decade ago), I demonstrated a traditional Ocracoke bird trap, I related the story of the woman who was buried alive and was found turned over in her casket, I talked about amusing anecdotes you can learn by studying cemeteries, I shared insights about our island's unique dialect, and I told a short story that illustrated Ocracokers' pithy sense of humor.

In the space of about 30 minutes the audience was, in turn, captivated, amused, creeped out, and intrigued by some of our island's diverse and fascinating history. Best of all, I learned this morning that two of our local children are already building a bird trap.

To see new items we've added to our on-line catalog, please click here: "What's New at Village Craftsmen".

You can read our latest newsletter here. It's the story of two old maps (1590 & 1795) and place names on the Outer Banks.
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Crew Accommodations

I was glancing through a book my father purchased for $1.00 in 1939, "The ship's Medicine Chest." In the back of the book, as part of an appendix entitled "Exerpts from Maritime Laws," I read this: "Crew space required on vessels constructed between June 30, 1895, and March 4, 1915. -- (a)....Every place appropriated to the crew of the vessel shall have a space of not less than 72 cubic feet and not less than 12 superficial feet [square feet], measured on the deck or floor of that place, for each seaman or apprentice lodged therein."

Do the math. If you allow six feet to accomodate most men, then the bunk only needs to be two feet wide. Allowing for the thickness of the bunk frame and mattress, (maybe a foot), this leaves about three feet by two feet of space under the bunk to store all of the sailor's belongings; and about a foot and a half between his nose and the deck or bunk above him.

I don't know what the regulations are today, but you can be assured that before 1895, when coastal schooners were a regular sight along the Outer Banks, it was probably the luckiest of common sailors who had 72 square feet of space to call his own.

To see new items we've added to our on-line catalog, please click here: "What's New at Village Craftsmen".

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Fish

Many of our readers may have already figured this out....but I am not a fisherman. Not infrequently I think about this. Here I live on an island with superb fishing. I really ought to learn more about fishing. I have most of the equipment. It's just been so long since I've thrown a line out into the water. Maybe when I retire.

In the meanwhile I am the beneficiary of other folks' expertise at commercial & pleasure fishing. Saturday afternoon the newly created Working Watermen's Association sponsored a fund-raising fish fry. It was yummy. And it helped preserve the island's last remaining fish house. Many thanks to all the folks who are helping to make this effort succeed.

Then yesterday Amy & I sat down to a tasty dinner of speckled trout. My friend, Al, an avid angler, left two sizeable fillets in my refrigerator. Thanks Al! I still think I'll try my hand at fishing again. Maybe when I retire.

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A Night to Cozy up to the Fire

Wind and rain today. Actually, mostly wind. Trees are bending, porch swings are swaying, screen doors are banging. Gusts as high as 45 mph, maybe higher, have whipped up the ocean and sound. Even the ferries quit running for a good part of today. I'm told the tide has been flooding Highway 12 on Hatteras. By now it may be over the road on Ocracoke, but I haven't heard.

It was the perfect day to stay indoors. I spent the entire afternoon making pen & ink sketches for Audrey Penn's new book, due out this spring. It will be a sequel to her last book "Mystery at Blackbeard's Cove."

So I suppose I'll walk back home and sit down to do some more drawings. I can't think of a better kind of evening to foster creativity.

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John Lovick

On this date in 1719....that's almost three hundred years ago....the Lords Proprietors of Carolina granted Ocracoke Island to John Lovick. According to William S. Powell in "The Proprietors of Carolina" Carolina was "roughly from the present-day Georgia-Florida boundary northward to the middle of Albemarle Sound and from the Atlantic westward to the 'South Seas,' some vague place in the west not then fully understood."

Blackbeard had been captured and killed slightly less than a year before the grant was made. Lovick, a Welsh Quaker, used the island only for grazing livestock. It was not until some years later that pilots began to settle in the area known today as Springer's Point. The rest, as they say, is history.

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What Do You Do All Winter?

This journal entry is not about Ocracoke at all -- except that I live here, and I want to share something that I read this morning. There is a fascinating little book that just came out this year entitled "What We Believe But Cannot Prove." It is subtitled, "Science in the Age of Centainty" and is edited by John Brockman. Over 100 people, including scientists, philosophers, and medical doctors, contributed short essays based on the idea in the book's title.

Susan Blackmore, in four paragraphs (page 40 of the paperback edition), reflects on the notion of free will. She claims to have systematically altered her thinking to do away with the feeling of acting with free will, which she apparently believes is an illusion.

She ends her essay with "I just keep on seeming to exist. But though I cannot prove it, I think it is true that I don't." What would Descartes have had to say about that?

On second thought I suppose this journal entry really is about Ocracoke. It is the off-season, and I guess there's not too much to do around here right now.

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Chocolate Cake

Both Jude & Dale, along with two other islanders, Lisa & Pat, serve as Ocracoke's precinct workers. On Tuesday they were checking in voters at the Community Center when talk turned to cake. Dale allowed as how Kay Riddick, who happened to be present, made the island's "best chocolate cake."

Lo and behold, later that afternoon Kay walked in with a package for the workers, laid it on their table, and walked out. Dale opened it and exclaimed, "Kay's brought us each a piece of her chocolate cake." He passed the slices down the table.

Jude looked at her cake. "Dale, this isn't chocolate cake. It's yellow cake with chocolate icing."

"That's chocolate cake," Dale shot back. In the ensuing "discussion" (Jude describes it a s "lively discussion") Jude learned that on the island "chocolate cake" means that the cake has chocolate icing, not that the cake proper is chocolate. Now I know that non-natives can't rightly understand this. And understandably so.

Greatly outnumbered, Jude finally conceded. But then she demanded to know what islanders call a "dark brown cake with cocoa in the batter and chocolate icing." She betrays a smirk when she explains that the native islanders never provided an answer to that one. Come to think of it, I don't know the answer either. Maybe it's illegal to bake that kind of cake on the island!

I'm wondering, do any of our island readers know the answer to the question. And....do any of our other readers call a yellow cake with chocolate icing a "chocolate cake," or is this just an "island thing." We're waiting to hear from y'all.

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Springer's

This morning Amy, David, Lachlan, Claudia, & I walked down to Springer's Point. Actually we slogged down to the Point. Last night's rain left puddles deep & wide. Remove our shoes, or just wade through shod? We did both. Lachlan, of course, ran, jumped, climbed, and fell as we made our way along the path and onto the Sound shore.

It was warm (about 70 degrees) and the sun glittered off the water. Lachlan was ready to "go swimming" but we distracted him with grasses, shrubs, shells, lichens, branches, hills, & seaweeds. I was reminded of an article Lou Ann read several months ago. Americans all too often, the author lamented, move from one paved surface (a garage floor), to another (a driveway), to another (a parking lot), to another (concrete steps into a building), without ever putting their feet (even if shod) down on real, solid earth.

We had no reason to be concerned about Lachlan. He pushed through head-high grasses, stumbled over dead sticks and prickly vines, tumbled down inclines, reached into puddles for soggy "treasures," and climbed up onto low slung trees. He was a mess when we got back home, but he had a great adventure.

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Election Day

It is already in the mid-70s this morning! Rain is in the forecast, but we are hoping for a large turnout for today's elections. Although Ocracokers have a long history as renegades and independent thinkers they value their democratic right to vote.

Because he had no horse, and his friends wouldn't take him, one of my ancestors (with unpopular political views) walked from Hatteras Inlet to the village to cast his ballot in the 1800s. I'm sure you won't be saddled with a similar burden, so be sure to go to the polls today and let your vote be counted.

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You can read our latest newsletter here. It's the story of two old maps (1590 & 1795) and place names on the Outer Banks.
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International Week

Almost twenty years ago my daughter, Amy, spent a year as a high school exchange student in Berlin. She had a wonderful experience, and a wonderful host family -- Lisa & Wolfgang, and their three children, Matthias, Tatyanna, & Claudia.

Claudia is here for a visit this week. We all gathered at my home last night for dinner. Amy & David brought shrimp (was it delicious!!).....and homemade apple pie. We also had mashed potatoes, green beans, peas, and homemade bread. It was a mouth-watering island meal, and Claudia savored it as did we. (Claudia spent a year as an exchange student in Virginia, and understands American cuisine. She also speaks English fluently.)

Amy & I have taught Lachlan a bit of German, but Claudia is taking our instructions up a level. Lachlan can already count to five "auf Deutsch," and readily says "Tschuss," "Ich liebe dich," and several other phrases. I'm looking forward to hearing what he can say by the end of the week.

To see new items we've added to our on-line catalog, please click here: "What's New at Village Craftsmen".

You can read our latest newsletter here. It's the story of two old maps (1590 & 1795) and place names on the Outer Banks.
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Geocaching

Former island resident, Warner Passanisi, recently posted this message:

"Hi Pip [Warner calls me Pip] and Friends,

I wonder if any of you have got involved in the new craze that is sweeping the nation, the world, and yes, even Howard Street - geocaching. Well I just found a few caches on the island, with one just down the road from the Village Craftsmen ([to find info on this one] just do a search on geocaching.com for GCQ39V.) Pip, this would seem to be right up your alley - literally. I can see you on your walking tour, GPSs at the ready!

Anyway, I would suggest small shells and other natural finds on the island to be the perfect caches. So to all those who search, and to all who bury new caches I leave you with ... RESPECT THE NATURAL ENVIRONMENT, and private property, and on Ocracoke, abide by the National Seashore laws.

Happy hunting,

Warner Passanisi"

Katie and John from the Cove B & B (on Loop Road) first introduced me to geocaching. A number of folks have wandered by searching for the small cache Katie & John have hidden on Howard Street. I haven't "gotten into it" but those who do seem to enjoy the challenge. And the Howard Street search includes a brief recounting of the funny story I tell about the island's first automobile accident. Enjoy!

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Community Store Update

A number of readers have asked about the Community Store, and wondered when it will reopen. Rob & Sundae have encountered some unexpected problems. They have posted the following message on the Post Office bulletin board. I thought our readers would be interested in being kept up to date.

"So why hasn't the Community Store opened yet?

We share your disappointment that the Community Store is closed, and we're sorry for the inconvenience. We've run into some problems in getting the store up and running, and to dispel rumors we'd like everyone to have the same information:

• Nash-Finch, the grocery wholesaler that delivers to the Variety Store and used to deliver to the Community Store, has told us that they WILL NOT deliver to the Community Store again. It isn't "profitable" for them.
  
• We really hoped we could order from SuperValu/Richfood (they supply Conner's in Buxton and Village Grocery in Avon), but they WILL NOT bring a truck to Ocracoke.
• We've considered lots of other options including buying a truck and getting the groceries ourselves, but none of those ideas are workable.
  

Unfortunately,without a grocery delivery the Community Store can't be a grocery store.We'd like to thank all the people who've helped with the cleaning and fixing up, and all the people who've told us how excited they are about the store re-opening. We've done so much to get ready that we hate to give up on our plans and we hope that something will work out.

We'll keep you posted.

Sundae and Rob
October 31, 2006"

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Old Maps

Yesterday I uploaded our latest Ocracoke Newsletter. This month I discuss some of the names of Outer Banks islands and the geology that helped form them. I have reproduced two old maps, one made in 1590, the other made in 1795. It was fun doing the sleuthing.

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Life-Savers

Several days ago we had this comment on our journal:

"Your ongoing references to long-lost ships (18XX) made me wonder whether cutting-edge navigational equipment has rendered sailing off the Outer Banks mere child's play. Are the days of foundering ships and foraging for washed up cargo a thing of the past?"

First, a few words about why I so frequently comment on Ocracoke shipwrecks. It has been many a year since a sailing vessel fetched up on Ocracoke's beach. However, from as early as 1585 through the first part of the twentieth century numerous schooners and other ships, along with their captains, crews, passengers, & cargo, have been cast upon our beaches. Many people lie buried in unmarked graves near where they died.

From 1883, when the first US Life Saving Station was established at Hatteras Inlet, to the present day, untold numbers of native islanders and others assigned to patrol our beaches have risked their lives to save unfortunate mariners. In the most severe weather, with gale force winds raging, tides rising to their thighs, and temperatures frigid and numbing, men of the Life Saving Service trudged miles along our coast, pulling heavily laden "beach carts" loaded down with life saving equipment.

Once they reached a stranded vessel they would frequently work for hours rigging the apparatus, firing lines to the hapless crew, and then hauling them to safety. At other times they would row through raging surf in fragile boats and pluck sailors from precarious perches on sinking ships. Sometimes they would risk their lives to plunge directly into the sea and carry wreck victims to shore one by one. As the regulations stated, surfmen were required to go out and attempt the rescue. Nothing said they had to come back.

But mostly they did. And usually all lives were saved, even if the ships were a total loss. Not infrequently, shipwreck reports note with understatement that the beach cart and apparatus were left at the scene, as the life savers were "worn out."

I believe we do well to remember the many brave and courageous Outer Bankers who put their lives at risk to save untold numbers of people they had never met.

Today, of course, accurate charts, radar, sonar, and GPS complement more traditional means of navigation (dead reckoning, spyglasses, sextants, and lighthouses) to help insure safer passage along North Carolina's treacherous Outer Banks. I wouldn't say that sailing off shore is mere child's play, but it is definitely much safer than in days gone by.

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Ocracoke Business for Sale

It is Wednesday (well, actually, I am writing this on Tuesday evening -- I will be off island on Wednesday for another dental appointment). So I don't have any up-to-date news. However, an island friend told me that he and his wife have their Ocracoke business for sale. I know that many of our off-island readers fantasize about moving to the island and managing a small business. So, for their benefit, I am including a link to the business for sale: http://www.ocracokerestoration.com/

If you are interested, please contact Tom or Carol directly. Their email address is posted on their web site.

To see new items we've added to our on-line catalog, please click here: "What's New at Village Craftsmen".

You can read our latest newsletter here. It's the story of the Community Store and other general stores on the island.
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