Marine Corps Air Station New River, Jacksonville NC - This was my Dad's last duty station before he retired as a helicopter pilot. |
Camp Lejeune is a major area for amphibious assault training. We saw lots of evidence of this with all the wreckage of tanks and other military vehicles. |
Camp Lejeune - At either end of the training area are warnings. It says "STOP DO NOT PROCEED. Live firing in progress when flashing. Tune to AM 530." |
Camp Lejeune - All along the way were these signs.
Above "DANGER - Unexploded ordinance. DO NOT ENTER"
Needless to say we obeyed!!
Below "DANGER - Live fire range"
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Once we made it through, we headed to Swansboro, NC to meet up with my childhood best friend, Mary and her husband, Wayne. We don't see each other often but it is like we never skipped a beat. Love me some Mary. It was a great day of cruising, catching up and making more great memories.
Our next stop in North Carolina was Beaufort. A quaint town with lots of things to see. There was even a pirate ship that made a mock attack on a ferry heading out of town (below left). And in the local supermarket we came across this very clever advertisement for SINGLE bananas (below right).
Meanwhile, I caught some gorgeous sunsets from Mom and Dad's backyard. That along with a little wine and being with my folks made for great times.
A week later we were on our way again. We decided to make a side trip up the Pamlico River to Washington, NC, known as "The Original Washington 1776". The trip up was calm but once we docked up a storm rolled in for the evening. But lucky for us the next day dawned bright and warm. We went on the historic walking tour and really enjoyed taking in the ambiance.
Pamlico River on the way to 'lil Washington |
Pamlico River - Look at all the pine trees. I know I'm back in North Carolina!!! |
Next day dawned clear and we had visitors. |
The first thing we saw as we started the walking tour was this huge magnolia tree. Awesome. |
As we headed back down the Pamlico River we stopped over at Bath, NC. It's the oldest incorporated town in North Carolina, being established in 1705. Today it's a quiet waterside village. My main interest in stopping here was to find and see the sight of the Devil's Horse Hoof Prints. This was a ghost story I grew up with. The legend was that in 1813, Jesse Elliot and some companions planned to race their horses but being a Sunday and church time, his wife warned him against such blasphemy. Jesse's response was to shout in his horse's ear " Take me in a winner or take me to Hell". The horse promptly dug in its hooves, throwing him against a tree and killing him instantly. Some believe that the horse was actually the devil himself. The hoof prints are said to still be there. Turns out we could visit the site but it was more than 3 miles out of town and without a car would remain just a legend for us. :(
But our stay had other benefits. Turns out Bath is not only the oldest incorporated town in North Carolina, it was the first port and had the first library. And Edward Teach, known as Blackbeard the pirate lived briefly in Bath. In fact, in Bath, there was a traveling exhibit commemorating the 300th anniversary of Blackbeard's adventures in North Carolina. It was a fascinating exhibit including artifacts from Blackbeard's flagship, the Queen Anne's Revenge.
Surrounding Bath were fields of new corn. When I was growing up most fields were tobacco. Sign of the times. |
View of Bath Creek and the Pamlico River in distant background. |
Life continues to be good. Have my humans with me, my new toy "Baby Mouse" and lots of hugs and kisses.
And looking forward to Auntie Furr coming. She's gives good hugs and scratches.
Yoohoo!
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