Hickory Nut Falls flows over the edge of Exclamation Point down 404 feet into the knobbled gorge of the Blue Ridge Escarpment, which separates the Blue Ridge Mountains from the Piedmont.
At this time of year, the Blue Ridge Mountains look like a sunset melted all over them.
The ocean moves from a balmy 74 degrees to nearly 80 as the Blue Fin bounces ten miles from the Hatteras coast toward the Gulf Stream. The water’s change in color from brown to blue signals a rolling boil below the surface, caused by the warm front sent up from the south meeting the cold northern waters.
In 1737, a mysterious cargo ship wrecked on the treacherous sandbars of Ocracoke Island.
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Ray’s Polish Fire
Sweeney told us this land was covered with yuccas, 5000 years ago. In those days, he said, we would have floated across the bay on the inflated organs of animals we’d killed, the stomachs and bladders lashed together with sinew or with spruce root, which reached to surprising lengths under the earth.
Remember the days when a title like “Corporate Capital of America” would have been a compliment?
It’s amazing how hard it is for me to not work.