Wednesday, September 29, 2010

Kitty Hawk and Alamance

Wright Brothers National Memorial

We listened to a talk about the Wright brothers. The story of how their mother taught them was inspiring for me. And the guy who gave the talk was really good - more of a storyteller than a lecturer.

Then we made three different paper airplanes to try out, directed by a park ranger. When we returned home, Larkin spent two days making airplanes from instructions on the internet and designing his own. Jeremiah helped him make a graph to figure out which ones were really great. I guess Larkin was inspired too.

Alamance Battlefield was originally thought to be the first battle of the Revolutionary War, as the plaque below states. The guys who fought, though, weren't trying to start a revolution, only protect their own families and lands. Now it's a state park and no longer considered the beginning of the war.

Dawning Light

"They shall lift up their voice, they shall sing;
For the majesty of the LORD
They shall cry aloud from the sea.
Therefore glorify the LORD in the dawning light,
The name of the LORD God of Israel in the coastlands of the sea."
~Isaiah 24:14, 15

Tuesday, September 28, 2010

Beach Finds

Rip tides and "No Swimming" signs, so we had a walk on the beach, played chase with the waves, and collected seashells. (A lot of our vacation pictures were taken by Jeremiah.)

These dogfish egg cases were everywhere. Zahana broke one open to see what was inside and got squirted with nasty gray stuff that smelled like sewage. That was a smell that did not want to go away. Good thing we were staying in a hotel for a couple nights, because Little Girl needed a bath!

After sorting the shells, we had fun making designs with them.

Warm snuggly bed after bathtime.

Good night!

Monday, September 27, 2010

The Wild Horses of Corolla

We arrived in Kitty Hawk with just enough time to say hello to the ocean before the sun went down.

Next day, a visit to Currituck lighthouse.

Then my dear, dear, sweet husband took us up to Corolla to see the wild horses. He knew this was something I have wanted to do for a long time. The horses are in a wildlife refuge with no roads, only sand to drive on, so you can drive your own four-wheel-drive or pay an exorbitant amount to take a tour. Thankfully, we were driving the truck instead of the van, because there's no way we'd be paying the hundreds they were asking.

After driving along the beach for several miles, we decided to head inland. Narrow sand tracks going every which way, big puddles, branches hitting and scraping the truck, searching for wild horses - this was an adventure!

We reached the Virginia/NorthCarolina state line with its big fence and had to turn around. No horses yet.

Finally, we spotted three. . .

. . .and then three more. . .

. . . in somebody's yard?

Walking down the road?

What happened to the wild horses?

Where are the horses running down the beach, manes flying in the wind?

What kind of wildlife refuge has a bunch of houses and people? We even saw new houses being built. Oh well. You know what? We had a great time anyway. It was fun driving around looking for horses. And I am glad I finally got to see the wild horses. They were pretty.

Good man.

Good truck.