Saturday, May 21, 2011

Too Much Junk...

May 19, 2011
Ocracoke NC to Waves NC 54 Miles via ferry
Day #7

This time TOMTOM knows there's a ferry...look left

 We took our time leaving the camping area in Ocracoke. We didn't have too far to go and part of it was by ferry. It was  good weather for traveling, cloudy and windy, not a beach day. We drove the length of the island, the village of Ocracoke is at one end, the ferry to Hatteras is at the far end of the thin barrier island, a mere 15 miles.


Two ferries passing in the....day.
 
The campground we chose for the next few days Camp Hatteras in Waves NC which is part of Chicamacomico Banks (say that three times fast!)

It is quite the opposite of the last two places. BIG (over 400 sites) , modern, cable and WIFI galore...all for a price, that is. We are aware that there is a large wild fire to the west of us and occasionally we get the smell of smoke.  It's been burning since May 5.  Once a wild fire gets into the peat it's almost impossible to put out because it's burning underground.  Only a good long, soaking rain will do it. 

After getting settled, we headed across the street for lunch, The restaurant overlooked the sound and a kite boarding school. It was very windy and a little chilly as we watched the students. I was waiting for one to be swept up in the wind and disappear into the clouds! Also a chocolate lab entertained us, as he jumped off a dock every time his master came flying by on his kite board to meet him and just as quickly swam back to the dock as his master sped away again.


Later we drove to the nearest (we thought) supermarket in Nag's Head, about 35 miles north. Got delayed for 15 minutes or so by a road resurfacing project...it's not like you can take another road around it!


On the way there we were talking about a girl who had come into the restaurant to use their WIFI, very young and attractive and dressed in teeny weeny- short shorts. I mentioned that although she was a pretty girl with a nice figure, she was a little too broad in the beam for such short shorts...too much junk.


"Yeah," Jim said, "Too much junk in her trailer!"


I thought I'd fall out the passenger door laughing, laughing so hard that I couldn't get enough breath to tell him it was TRUNK not trailer! Poor bugger can't help it, his grandmother and mother did the same thing...and it lives on with our daughter and her son. One thing for sure, the
malapropisms have provided a lot of laughs in this family.
Walking the dogs back down the dune from the beach....at least the smoke was good for something...a pretty sunset
We had a quiet evening, walked the dogs on the beach at sunset. He got to watch American Idol and I got to live chat with several dear friends

1 comment:

Ann said...

The pictures are worth far more than a thousand words.....as usual you've provided my day with giggles. Perhaps, I should be thanking Jim for my smiles. Can't wait to read about your next day of fun.