The “Misty” Mystique

Chincoteague is a big island with a small town atmosphere.   Too big to walk end to end, but still manageable enough to get anywhere you want by bike.  Much more subdued than the Outer Banks with no pretentious golf carts recklessly roaming the streets.  There are plenty of artists and local bookstores in the town to offset the T-shirts, trinkets, and miniature golf courses. Continue reading

“I Want to Marry a Lighthouse Keeper…”

.”…and live by the side of the sea”

(Titled after a song, not an actual desire.  I would rather have a light “housekeeper.”  haha!)

This will be my last post from the Outer Banks.  I have saved the ABSOLUTE best for last.  You see, I am a self-proclaimed “lighthouse nut.”   Continue reading

No Phone! No Lights! No Motorcar…

Not a single luxureeee….. Like Robinson Crusoe….Only with 4G!

After hearing the Park Ranger talk about the remote, rustic Great Island Cabins over on the Cape Lookout barrier island as the ideal place to “get away from it all,” and fall asleep to the lull of the ocean waves after a night of brilliant star gazing, I decided to leave the Winnie behind for a one night sample. Continue reading

“A community that Time Forgot”

There is no better bargain on the island of Ocracoke than Captain Rudy Austin and his twenty dollar tours to Portsmouth Island.   Twenty bucks will get out a nice ride across the Pamlico sound, some Blackbeard and Seaman’s tales, a visit to a “ghost town,” beachcombing and wildlife viewing, all rolled into one tour! Continue reading

Hangin’ in Hatteras

I’ve had a lot of fun here in Cape Hatteras, in spite of the fact that I didn’t really care for the cluttered and clustered Frisco Woods campground.  The island is a culmination of all things I like – long stretches of deserted beach, sunsets on the Sound, shipwreck museum, and scrumptious seafood. Continue reading