Last time I went east; this time I went west. Again, I was out as soon as the sun was up.
Small craft warnings – it’s metal, so looks like it’s always blowing! Apartments and condos:
This is the same Atlantic Beach bridge from the other day – but about five miles further west! It was taken in color, but it doesn’t look it! And the snow birds are heading north.
Bogue Sound, looking west –
Kayaking, which is a perfect way to get exercise while practicing physical distancing, is really easy here – I went out and east about three miles, then up which had its own egret –
My favorite boat name of the day: Even better, it was in front of a very modest house, in that very high rent district.
There was a pair of osprey – one had a tail like a fish! No, wait – that is a fish. Breakfast!
This weathervane actually worked – the others I saw, not so much. Although why a chicken, out here on the end of a dock??
Looking east toward the Atlantic Beach bridge:It was a glorious morning to be out, and I feel like I got exercise!
Monday, April 29: This was a day to get out on the water. The best time would be early morning – but I seem to spend mornings hanging out and helping around the house. Mid day is too hot. So about 3:15 that afternoon I drove the couple of blocks to the marina that’s part of the development, and launched there. It was a glorious afternoon. Bogue Sound is shallow – the only place with any depth seems to be out where the Intracoastal Waterway comes through. I paddled from 3:40 until 6:15, and the deepest water I was in was about four feet deep! Hurricane Florence came through here last year, followed a month later by Michael; Florence did a lot of damage. Along the shore, there are houses that have clearly been renovated, and docks repaired – but there are still blue tarps on roofs, and fully half of the piers and docks are still not functional.
It was a glorious end to the afternoon. The only exciting part was a powerboat throwing a huge wake – throwing waves over my bow. Oh, well – the water was warm, I was wet, I didn’t care! And if I got knocked over by the waves, I was only in three feet of water anyway. But that was not even close – my Eddyline took on small amounts of water, because I wasn’t using my spray skirt, but mostly we cut through and over the breaking waves. Back to the Roadtrek – and a change of clothes! – and the few minutes back to the house and supper.