OBX

Time to head south, Baby!

After Richmond, we decided to modify our original "plan" of driving toward Nashville and Memphis in favor of to heading south along the coast on a multi-day quest to visit a friend of Rachelle's in Charleston, SC. Our first long day of driving took us to an awesome RV park called Camp Hatteras, right on the beach at the Outer Banks of North Carolina.

As usual, our specific travel plans centered around eating. This time, we were advised to visit the Virginia Diner in Wakefield, VA. They're famous for their peanut pie. Rachelle had a piece and said it was like pecan pie—only with peanuts. I had something called "Brunswick Stew" and some Virginia (salt-cured) ham in between biscuits. Pretty nice lunch. They tried to trick me with collard greens that were cooked in fatback and butter, but I could still tell that there was some vegetable matter in there. We bought a little can of butter-roasted peanuts for the road and they were awesome.

 

After many more hours of driving past peanut fields and lush green trees, we made it to the Outer Banks. The sand dunes were cool and there were lots of people flying kites and taking very short rides in mini hang gliders. Upon arrival in our campground, just a bit north of Cape Hatteras Lighthouse, the girls wanted to get in the ocean as quickly as possible. The water was just a tad bit warmer than at the beach in Maine. The waves were rough, but the girls have had lots of practice handling themselves in the surf. We swam until almost dark.

Camp Hatteras—right on the beach

Water horses

No, we didn't build this, but we can pretend that we did...