Alligator River NationAl Wildlife Refuge

Or, "The Ones that Got Away ..."

We left camp this morning, with high hopes of seeing some wild life as we headed back up the outer banks, and across the Alligator River National Wildlife Refuge (where there are apparently still plenty of bears (!?) to be seen.

We actually had a good measure of success, but zero success on the photo front. We saw flocks of Egrets (car moving too fast), pelicans on the wing (Wilson Nicoll memorial railing on the road), four large turtles at least a foot across all lined up on a log (which Heather missed because she had her nose in the navigation app trying to find a turnoff where we could see some wildlife), an alligator (which Heather looked up MAYbe in time for, but it just looked like a log to her but she's SURE Gordon is right).

Then later, as we drove south toward Wilmington, Gordon saw a field of tobacco and an excellent field of cotton. Heather was sleeping. But we saw LOTS of cotton fields after that, but Gordon nixed photos of ALL of them because "there weren't enough cotton balls."

The scenery was great. The little towns were picturesque. The bathroom stops were infrequent. Alas, you will just have to imagine it all.Читать далее