My plans to visit the Outer Banks for two weeks of relaxation by the sea was a little more like Mr. Toad's Wild Ride than I expected. While I did enjoy 10 days of playing in the sand, cycling the islands, and touring the sites, Mother Nature reminded me every few days who was in charge.
My trip began at Cape Point on Hatteras Island, but after three nights I was moved to higher ground before Hurricane Jose passed by. This was a good thing as I then positioned the homestead behind a sand dune in Frisco, and we survived the 40 mph wind gusts without a glitch.
While I really like the southern towns of the Outer Banks, I had to take a day trip to Ocracoke Island, too. It's the one spot I've seen twice before on the barrier islands, and it's definitely my favorite little spot of all!
After a week of playing at my new location, Hurricane Maria was on the way! I was given a 24 hour heads-up that the campground was closing and that evacuation was a must. Thankfully, I know where most of the hostels are, and I am now spending my last of 3 nights in Wilmington, NC. Tomorrow, I hit the road again for just an hour's drive back to the tent at a camp near Emerald Isle.
As crazy as this all sounds, I had a good time in the Outer Banks, and this morning, I had coffee and conversation with gents from Austin & South Korea who are at the hostel, too. Life stays interesting.
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