The words "who pissed off Mother
Nature" riddled surf reports this weekend as a nor'easter blew gusts up to
35 miles per hour and whistled Dixie throughout the Father’s day weekend. I whistled a little too, as I waited for
visitors to arrive and depart, arrive and depart and I experienced my first real
summertime beach visit. Things have calmed down a bit for now, the water’s
turned warmer and the wind has relinquished some of its power. Things return to
normal and I breath deep. Silence is refreshing. Adam is off fishing the calm
seas in hopes to bring home dinner and I indulge in this downtime, until the
next surge of visitors.
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| Nags Head Pier House |
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