So close to home and chomping at the bit,this does not help!

We left today, about the time we are usually stopping for lunch.  With only 14 miles to bike, we were trying desperately to forestall and slow down the ride.  A morning walk to the beach was shocking!  The sand dune had been washed to the crest; beach-goers had just enough room to spread a towel.

The late morning was still cool and the traffic was negligible, but you can only take but so many pictures of homes,interesting churchesand sand dune walk-overs where sand dunes no longer existed; it all seemed very sad.

It was 11:00 in the morning and no one was around; locals obviously lived here, but it seemed very desolate to us.

At our snails pace (which is Really, really slow) it was dreadfully boring, we could not even break a sweat.

Of course, it was a beautiful day and there were a few interesting things to see.  The house, that was not, that had a great view of the sea and sound, the white elephant on the beach and an interesting bar.

Can’t complain about having to once again cross the Intercostal Waterway, since we’d barely biked ten miles.  But we were a bit surprised to find our hotel at the bottom of the bridge, as we came to a screeching halt; we had severely underestimated our already short 14 mile ride.

This is one of our sacrificial days necessary to slow our arrival to the Outer Banks.  There was only one hotel with vacancy to choose from and we were in the middle of nowhere, not in Sneads Ferry as expected.  We did have a beautiful view of a golf course, unfortunately we would have to bike to dinner.

Sad as it is to report, it was less than a ten mile ride to our destination, today.  But, with a ride to the grocery store and then another ride to dinner, we managed to squeeze out 16 miles……we hang our heads in shame.