|Me, Betsy, Jan, and Phyllis|
Unfortunately, one night was all we could afford as our quest to get to explore the Outer Banks was looming and dictated by an Easter gathering with my family in Baltimore. But, we will surely hook up again soon.
Ah . . . the sand and surf again. It has been less than a month since we left the Florida panhandle and already we were feeling starved of the calming effects of the water and soothing walks on the beach. We were home again on the beach, though it is not the quite the same without our Florida friends and dogs.
We arrived in Waves, North Carolina around noon, parked, cleaned the coach, and fulfilled the promise to Spirit that she would have her paws in the sand again. Remember the equation: happy dog = happy owners (and vice versa). And who wouldn’t want to spend time in a place called “Waves?”
|Hey, is that a large wave behind me?|
I love scouring the beach looking for stuff that washes ashore: old fishing lures, sea glass, signs, you name it. So what was my treasure of the day? A sandy quarter. Yes, it pays to walk on the beach everyday. So if you'll excuse me, Spirit and I have more treasures to find.