Jason and I are settling in from a long weekend on Ocracoke Island, on the southern tip of the Outer Banks of NC. We were happy to spend the last weekend of the summer crashing my sister’s family vacation (as invited guests, of course). I pride myself on having visited many of the coastal towns on the NC Coast but there are still a few that I haven’t gotten to yet. I was able to check Ocracoke off the list of places I haven’t visited and add it to the list of places that will be visited as often as possible. It was a great little island and, even though it’s part of NC and touristy, it felt like such a destination vacation.
Just before reaching the ferry in Swansquarter, we came across this sign. It’s out front of a hometown gas station and apparently many people know who have visited Ocracoke know about this sign. Someone paints the sign white and scrolls a different message on it regularly. On the way back, both sides were a different message. One side said something about congratulating so-and-so for their upcoming 16th birthday and the other was about a wedding. Local at its best.
The first day we were there, my sister and I rode our bikes around to different shops and ordered lunch at this awesome little outdoor barbecue place called Oinc’s BBQ. This outdoor bar gives me some ideas about what we could do with our backyard.
So being a pirate myself (Go ECU!) I am fascinated by all the pirate history in NC. Ocracoke is actually where Blackbeard came often and set up camp. That area of land is called Springer’s Pont. He was killed in battle just off the beach from Springer’s Point in the Pamlico Sound in an area now called Teach’s Hole (for his given name, Edward Teach). This is the view from Springer’s Point.
The last day we were there, we headed over to Portsmouth Island, an uninhabited island that’s now part of the Cape Lookout National Seashore. The last residents left the island in 1971. You can read more about it on Our State’s website. I didn’t get many great photos because I was fighting off blood sucking swarms of mutant mosquitoes. Maybe that’s a slight exaggeration but if you go, make sure you shower in deet. I’m not kidding. I look like I have chicken pox.
Then we headed over to a small little island in the middle of the sound where it was just us, this beautiful dog, and its owners. It was an amazing trip and I can’t wait to head back there with even more time to explore the area, maybe rent a scooter, and head down to the other side of Ocracoke Island and camp. It would definitely make for an awesome anniversary trip one year.