Our trip was great, smooth and non-stop except for an early stop in Dunn (Gary's hometown) for fuel. Not cheap in NC, but was down to a quarter tank. Easy in and out, and peanut butter sandwiches while driving. Thanks to Gail and Rick, we knew just what to look for at our turning in point and pulled in to register. We had been following a Winnebago down Rte 17, and when they turned in before us, we met at the desk. Carolina Clan? Yep. Hey, it was Paul and Marti! We drove down together to our spots across from one another. Big reception from some of the gang with hugs all around.
|My wild hubby|
|Gail and Rick|
We all made it back except Steve (our ride, Steve, with the keys) but Evin was quick to dial up OnStar for them to unlock the doors to the truck. Smart girl. Steve is a serious wildlife photographer and the sun was just right for a couple good shots. So we were just about cleaned up when he was towed back by Carol and Steve with their engine. Can't wait to see everyone's photos!
Everyone dosed up on tylenol, motrin, wine, etc., ate a little dinner and met back at the campfire. The evening was not as chilly as last night and we left others still there at 9:45 for a really good night's sleep.
Saturday Gary wanted to go on a bagel hunt. We tried to find an establishment that had disappeared, and the next closest was 14 miles away, so we opted for a Dunkin Donuts. Hey, that reminds me of a couple of Clanners... He didn't even get a bagel, but it was near 11am and we were starved. Sorry, honey, no more Bruegger's.
Then we did a little exploring. We turned down Atlantic Avenue heading to the beach. We passed the pier, drove down the peninnsula admiring all the beach homes, turned around and parked under the pier. The water was sparkling in the sun, and a couple were playing with some puppies in the surf. We walked up the pier and out past a million fishermen. Most of them were on the north side, so I guess the fish were biting there.
We met Mike, Terri, Kris, Ray and Dee as we pulled into our site as they were going on a nature walk near Mullet Pond. They took the long route, and we went to the bridge and piers first. There were tons of water birds and I snapped a few portraits:
|young Blue Heron|
|another Blue Heron|
|somebody lives here|
After our dinners, we headed back to the campfire circle and roasted marshmallows and yakked. I tried to talk to a lot of people, like Laurie, to get to know them even better, but it was tough to get all the way around the circle. What a great ending to the day.
Sunday, it was beautiful once again, and we took a walk on the beach after breakfast. We met Gail and Rick coming back from their walk, and chatted for a while. Then Gary went on a crab catching escapade. After running all over the beach after this little guy, he sat quietly in Gary's hand while I took his photo. Then he took off again.
We LOVE the beach!
|Darn good seafood!|
Monday came all too soon, and as there was rain forcasted for Tuesday, we needed to leave or stay longer. Well, Bella needs some more fixes (surprise, surprise) so we decided to head out. We said goodbye to everyone in the middle of the street and dumped on the way out hitting the road around 10:15. Nancy suggested 'Walkabout RV Park' in Woodbine, GA and when I looked it up, it turned out to be the second EVER park we stayed at on our way to the first RV-Dreams Rally in Longs, SC. It was called King George at that time almost 3 years ago. We remember it well because it has been the only park we've pulled into that was so level, I didn't need to re-level Bella at all, just put down the jacks. Nice guy, Troy, at the desk and it's a PA park, so we stayed two nights so that the rain could pass through and we would have plenty of time to get to our appointment at Independence RV in Winter Garden, FL. AND I even drove Bella on US 95!!! Yep, here's my picture!
Finding Walkabout was easy, it's right off 95, I paid and we set up in 10 minutes. It rained a little overnight and was cloudy early on Tuesday, but warmed up to 68 and puffy clouds all day. We were going to have lunch at Miss Hattie's Cow Patty restaurant, but it had disappeared. I was dying to know what a cow patty was going to be, but, alas, I'll never know.
Well, Hurricane Sandy messed up voting for the folks up north, so we may not know who is President till a later date. Our hearts go out to all those suffering especially my two brothers and their families and my cousins. I just hope this next storm is not as bad. Mother Nature must be a little irritated.
All in all, the Carolina Clan was super. We loved every minute and so enjoyed everyone and Huntington Beach SP. Can't wait till the next one! Laurie and Marti are in charge. You go, girls!