OBX
As most of you know, we spent the week of August 7th-14th in Avon, on North Carolina's beautiful Outer Banks. It was Chris and myself's first trip to OBX and Kate's fourth. The weather was wonderful the whole week except for one rainy Tuesday. We rented a cozy yet roomy beachhouse about 100 yards away from the dunes. We literally could wake up in the morning, throw our swimsuits on, and walk down to the water. The beaches were not near as crowded as the ones I remember frequenting while growing up on Florida's gulf coast. Most people would leave their beach chairs and unbrellas semi-permanantly parked in the sand, with no real concern of them disappearing. We left on Saturday the 6th on the 12 hour drive to Avon. Our poor Civic was loaded down like a camel trekking across the Sahara. With our three bikes were strapped onto the trunk, the bike rack was so weighed down that it left a permenant pressure dent in the bumper. The drive seemed to take forever, though hills and...
