Seekers of a peaceful place to celebrate one of the highest holy days of the Christian calendar did not find it on the Outer Banks this weekend. The roads to and from the churches were clogged with what seemed like thousands of blatty motorcycles as the final few days of "Bike Week" happened to coincide with the three days of Easter this year. God and Mammon duked it out and Uncle Jack isn't sure who won.
Except for a quick trip to Manteo (which reverberated like the inside of a motor velodrome on Saturday afternoon) Uncle Jack and Mrs. U.J. stayed close to home in relatively peaceful South Nags Head and took several long beach walks while enjoying the balmy temperatures that prevailed most of the weekend. Tomorrow it's back to the peace and quiet of Baltimore where four persons were shot to death and one severely wounded by unknown assailants on Easter Sunday. Maybe the motorcycles weren't so bad.
Sunday afternoon in Sonag. Don't you wish you were here?
Nary a fish was caught but who could care on an afternoon like this?
This house at the head of Pelican Street in Sonag burned several weeks ago. Right now it's Motif #1 for amateur photographers like Uncle Jack. Will it still be here when he returns next month? Stay tuned.
The derelicts of Sea Gull Drive are still in place (sort of). Don't be surprised if they're back on the rental market shortly after beach renourishment is finished. The Lord works in mysterious ways, especially in the wonderful world of Outer Banks real estate.
The extraordinary height of this cottage near Sea Gull suggests just how much sand Mother Nature has removed from this section of beach. No doubt she is licking her chops in anticipation of all the fresh, new stuff she can started moving around after beach renourishment
Only certified rappelers and sky-divers are allowed to use this beach access walkway.
Hopefully beach renourishment will cover up this mess---for a little while anyway.
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