Eastern Shore Sept. 29

Day 6

It was a stormy night and we wakened to a few uprooted tents nearby. Another reason to love the MoHo. It was time to say goodbye to the horses and move on to the Outer Banks of North Carolina.

We were in Virginia by 9:00 and enjoyed the drive down Highway 13 to the Chesapeake Bridge and Tunnel. Along the way, we passed Tyson and Purdue chicken factories, several Hispanic churches, Saturday Flea Markets (even in the Medical Centre parking lot), and soybean, cotton and maybe peanut fields (need to check that out).

We saw several “Eastern Shore for Obama” signs!

Then “they” started. The signs like “I got my crabs from Dirty Dick's (Crab House) and the related “Try My Nuts”. And the “Weeping Radish: Brewery, Butchery and Pub”.

Once we crossed to the Outer Banks area at Kitty Hawk, we were bombarded by T-shirt stores, condos (mostly for rent), houses, and hotels, and we couldn't imagine the humanity during the summer.

We got to the peaceful Cape Hatteras National Park and the Oregon Inlet Campground where we got set up (in the rain) then met a guy from Washington State who had paddled Quetico twice (gave him your name, Kevin Callan).

Another nice beach awaits.

Here's the view of where my chair will be tomorrow: