Back home from the beach
Well, we're back from the beach, and if you've never experienced North Carolina's Outer Banks, I have just one word for you -- "Go!" We went to the Cape Hatteras National Seashore and it is absolutely, pristinely gorgeous. Derek took all of the following photos, and they're just a tiny sample. We took pics of the horseback ride and a walk on the beach with a disposable camera (we didn't want to risk Derek's nice digital camera). We'll have those developed in the next day or so and then I'll post them -- along with some cool stories.
We don't have any pics of our couple's massage --yeah, yeah, I know how disappointed you must be. ; ) We went to Spa Koru which was in Avon on Hatteras Island. Ladies, if you're ever there, all I have to say is ask for Joshua. You will not be disappointed. And gentlemen, Derek was very pleased with his massage therapist, Jamie. This was the most fabulous, wonderful, and relaxing massage I've ever had -- and ditto for Derek.
Now to the photos (click on any of them to see a larger version):
The view of the Atlantic Ocean from our porch.
A very happy & relaxed author on the porch. The water was incredibly blue, and the beach wasn't crowded. Very nice.
The view to the right of our room/porch.
We don't have any pics of our couple's massage --yeah, yeah, I know how disappointed you must be. ; ) We went to Spa Koru which was in Avon on Hatteras Island. Ladies, if you're ever there, all I have to say is ask for Joshua. You will not be disappointed. And gentlemen, Derek was very pleased with his massage therapist, Jamie. This was the most fabulous, wonderful, and relaxing massage I've ever had -- and ditto for Derek.
Now to the photos (click on any of them to see a larger version):
The view of the Atlantic Ocean from our porch.
A very happy & relaxed author on the porch. The water was incredibly blue, and the beach wasn't crowded. Very nice.
The view to the right of our room/porch.
The corner of our deck was this little guy's favorite perch.
The view to the left of our room. Note the little guy sitting there all cute & sweet, so I tossed him a small pretzel, and within a few seconds . . .
. . .our railing looked like the school playground scene from Hitchcock's The Birds. Fortunately I love birds, so I just went inside and got more pretzels.
The Cape Hatteras Lighthouse, the tallest in the U.S., and from what I understand, climbing to the top is the equivalent of walking to the top of a 12-story building -- 268 steps of sheer, lung-rasping agony. Dang, but I've got to spend more time on the treadmill. Though my problem was that I should have let Derek take the lead -- I always set too fast of a pace, and I paid for it this time. It didn't help matters any that it was over 90 degrees outside of the lighthouse. The humidity . . . well, if you've ever been in the southern U.S. in the middle of summer, being able to sprout gills would make it a lot easier to breathe. My bottle of water (and stops every 50 steps or so to gasp & wheeze) got me to the top. Spectacular view!
This is the original lighthouse keeper's residence. I believe the lighthouse was built in 1803.
The base and entrance to the lighthouse.
The view from the top: the actual Cape Hatteras in the distance.
4-wheel-drive Jeeps, SUVs, and trucks parked along the beach. People come from all over to fish from the beach at the cape.
The view from the lighthouse back toward Buxton, where we were staying.
Derek's vertigo-inducing view up the center of the lighthouse staircase.
A full shot of the lighthouse from the beach.
On the drive back from the lighthouse, Derek took a great shot of dozens of turtles in a marsh next to the road.
A heron in the center of the marsh.
On the south end of Hatteras Island is Hatteras Village. Here are a few of the houses along the sound, with a lovely bridge through the marsh.
A close-up of one of the houses. Most of the homes are available for rental.
I LOVED this one!
The view to the left of our room. Note the little guy sitting there all cute & sweet, so I tossed him a small pretzel, and within a few seconds . . .
. . .our railing looked like the school playground scene from Hitchcock's The Birds. Fortunately I love birds, so I just went inside and got more pretzels.
The Cape Hatteras Lighthouse, the tallest in the U.S., and from what I understand, climbing to the top is the equivalent of walking to the top of a 12-story building -- 268 steps of sheer, lung-rasping agony. Dang, but I've got to spend more time on the treadmill. Though my problem was that I should have let Derek take the lead -- I always set too fast of a pace, and I paid for it this time. It didn't help matters any that it was over 90 degrees outside of the lighthouse. The humidity . . . well, if you've ever been in the southern U.S. in the middle of summer, being able to sprout gills would make it a lot easier to breathe. My bottle of water (and stops every 50 steps or so to gasp & wheeze) got me to the top. Spectacular view!
This is the original lighthouse keeper's residence. I believe the lighthouse was built in 1803.
The base and entrance to the lighthouse.
The view from the top: the actual Cape Hatteras in the distance.
4-wheel-drive Jeeps, SUVs, and trucks parked along the beach. People come from all over to fish from the beach at the cape.
The view from the lighthouse back toward Buxton, where we were staying.
Derek's vertigo-inducing view up the center of the lighthouse staircase.
A full shot of the lighthouse from the beach.
On the drive back from the lighthouse, Derek took a great shot of dozens of turtles in a marsh next to the road.
A heron in the center of the marsh.
On the south end of Hatteras Island is Hatteras Village. Here are a few of the houses along the sound, with a lovely bridge through the marsh.
A close-up of one of the houses. Most of the homes are available for rental.
I LOVED this one!
In the next day or so, I'll post photos of our incredibly fun horseback ride with the wonderful ladies at Equine Adventures and our REALLY close encounter with some deer while on our ride. And our walk on the beach that evening and getting up close & personal with a creature you wouldn't expect to find on a beach.
Lisa
posted by Lisa Shearin at
6:00 AM
11 Comments:
Hi :)
Thank you for sharing. Derek takes amazing photographs. It looks like a very beautiful & peaceful place.
Love From Canada
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I love the Outer Banks! I haven't been there in years, so it's nice to know that they are still wonderful : ) Thanks for the pictures, and I'm glad you had a great time : )
You're most welcome!
What beautiful photos! Thank you so much for sharing them with us. And those rentals homes, man where they huge! I too love that last pic of the massively, beautiful rental house! :) How was the place where you stayed?
Lovely! Although since I am heat phobic- I think I'd have to wait for the seasons to change ;).
Glad you two had a great time :)
Marie
Hi Kira,
Needless to say, our place was MUCH, MUCH smaller than the "beach palaces" at Hatteras Village. ; ) It was nice; we liked it.
Marie, I don't do well in the heat, either. As I've told Derek before: "I'm a forest flower. Give me shade & damp and I'm a happy girl."
That looks like a wonderful trip. I'm glad it went so well. {BIG SMILE}
Anne Elizabeth Baldwin
I recognize that lighthouse! I saw it on a calender once... Outer Banks sounds beautiful. I'm glad you had a good time. You deserve a chance to relax. :)
I'm glad you had a good time!
I love that lighthouse. It's funny, though, that I've lived practically my entire life in Eastern NC and I've only been there once, lol (I'm down near the Morehead City/New Bern area). :)
Love the pictures, I probably would have went in for more pretzels too! :P
Looks like a fantastic break!
Hope to see Raine in a lighthouse...:)
Looks like you had a ton of fun!
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