Relax, man! You’re two tents!
I’m not sure driving three miles from my posh, air conditioned condo and camping out for an evening counts as “travel,” but for all practical purposes, we’ll still say I went on my first trip of the summer last night!
Landon came down on Wednesday with his family so last night we packed up and headed out to the Ocracoke Campground to pitch a tent for the night. I felt reasonably more prepared than our last camping adventure at Shakori, although maybe it was the promise of the aforementioned air conditioning being only a short drive away, or perhaps that we were able to turn around and go back for a forgotten wallet and bug spray. Whatever it was, we got a nice campsite up in the dunes and set up shop early in the afternoon… which, incidentally, was the hottest part of the day, getting up to 102 degrees. Thanks, beach weather.
In hindsight, we did agree that a non-dune site would have been better; the folks on the other side had nice patches of grass, were out of the wind, and closer to the bathrooms. (Priorities, people.) But the moon was full and lit up the whole campground and beach, and falling asleep to the sound of the ocean always constitutes as a win in my book.
I’m also not really sure why, despite having a really great time, I can’t manage to take photos during regular vacation-y adventures. I’m hoping this changes while in Orlando, but somehow throughout all of our tourist-tastic festivities last night, I only managed to get one photo:
Well, it was fun. As it turns out, I’m still not a fan of nature, so I don’t know why I torture myself with activities that require being directly exposed to it, but it was enjoyable none the less. Although it’s definitely been decided that before Shakori we need to invest in some actual “camping gear” instead of throwing stuff together right before we leave.
…and maybe a bigger tent.