It's usually late spring when Anna and I find ourselves crossing Wright Memorial Bridge en route to the beach village of Duck, North Carolina. However, this October our friends Brian and Nora were gracious enough to have us out for a weekend at their parents place on the beach. What the duck? Two beach trips in one month? The Monsteri go hard.
My dad (TGBiggin) swears up and down that mid-fall is the best time for one's visit to the Outer Banks...I can't say that I blame him. The weather was perfect, the beach was almost empty, all of the good restaurants were still open, and there wasn't a Baltimore Ravens car sticker in sight. Brian and Nora spoiled us with steaks, booze, stogies, and Darth Vader shaped pancakes. Yes, yes...yes they did.
It's usually late spring when Anna and I find ourselves crossing Wright Memorial Bridge en route to the beach village of Duck, North Carolina. However, this October our friends Brian and Nora were gracious enough to have us out for a weekend at their parents place on the beach. What the duck? Two beach trips in one month? The Monsteri go hard.
My dad (TGBiggin) swears up and down that mid-fall is the best time for one's visit to the Outer Banks...I can't say that I blame him. The weather was perfect, the beach was almost empty, all of the good restaurants were still open, and there wasn't a Baltimore Ravens car sticker in sight. Brian and Nora spoiled us with steaks, booze, stogies, and Darth Vader shaped pancakes. Yes, yes...yes they did.
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