Wednesday, January 18, 2012

Outer Banks of North Carolina


Orville and Wilber were from Dayton OH originally, but moved to Kitty Hawk for its ideal weather conditions to conduct experiments in flight.

A model of their plane in the visitor's center. I'm happy to be exploring the US again, being reminded of the greatness of American dreamers...
Me and Orville.
The first flights took off from here, and those two buildings were where the brothers resided during their stay. 
Sunset on the Dunes of North Carolina. Otherworldly.
On the way down the Outer Banks, which is really a strip of sand off the continental US, a few lighthouses poke up into the clouds beckoning wanderers to break for a few.
The little guy is no longer of this world but I saw beauty. 
Trees are wispy, wind-swept structures.
Several long bridges connect the sandbar land masses which make up the Outer Banks.

Blowing snow can confuse a midwesterner into thinking it is the real white stuff. But this can sand the paint off your car if you are not lucky. I was lucky. 
Looking up. Life is good. 

3 comments:

CarrieAnn79 said...

I want your orange jacket. You should trade me for the blue one. Nice pictures...it looks so sunny!!

Sara said...

I am severely attached to my orange coat-it's from Dunedin, New Zealand... Maybe I could get another and we could be twins. ;)

Sara said...

I am severely attached to my orange coat-it's from Dunedin, New Zealand... Maybe I could get another and we could be twins. ;)