|My daughter (like a true Yankee) enjoying the water long before the locals!|
My brother took the day off and he’d been talking about a cookout on the island. So, ignoring the weather channel, we loaded the boat with some firewood and a cooler with drinks, hot dogs, Texas Pete hotdog chili, Cole slaw and chips and headed out onto the water. Heading down to the north end of Masonboro Island, with the wind to our back, was a pleasant ride. But once we stopped, we realized how strong the wind was blowing. We anchored the boat off a ways, making sure the anchors would hold with such wind. Then we hiked out to the beach and found a nook up between dunes were a hole was dug for a fire. After building a windbreak (he’s brought a piece of plywood for such occasion) and soaking the wood with lighter fluid, the inferno began.
|Porpoise at Carolina Beach Inlet|
It was impossible to keep sand, which was doing its best to sandblast the hair off my lower legs, off the dogs. But they still tasted good and once filled, we decided to head back before the tide dropped too much. The ten mile ride back to Carolina Beach was choppy, but not too bad. As we crossed the inlet, we spotted a pod of porpoises and spent a few minutes exciting my daughter as we watched them playing (or had they come upon a school of smaller fish and were enjoying their dinner?). It was a good day…
In case you haven’t figured it out, I’ve not been around much lately and am on “spring break” down in North Carolina. As my parents don’t have internet, I haven’t been online much except via my Blackberry and I hate using it for Blogger. I’ll catch up with folks next week.
|Yucca plant on Masonboro Island|