SUNDAY 9.22.19 NORTH CAROLINA (Outer Banks - OBX)

We may be on vacation but it is still Sunday and in our house that means football. 

Actually, after that long day getting here, we're both on the tired side so would have probably laid pretty low anyway.

That's not to say we didn't do anything. We took a ride for about 45 minutes around noon. We had an errand to run and we wanted to familiarize ourselves with the lay of the land again.

I took some pictures of some pretty typical rental homes here on the Outer Banks. In any given block you can find these palatial beach houses and next to it not much more than a shack in comparison.

Is this the Outer Banks' answer to Charleston's Rainbow Row?

Even though he was in the camper, it seems he's never far from our minds!

We stopped at the Avalon Fishing Pier to get the latest fishing report.  We've had better.  A big storm just came through here last week.  It definitely affects the fishing.

Our first glimpse of the ocean and beach.

This afternoon brought a loss to our beloved Eagles. That's ok, we're just getting the few losses we're going to have over with early in the season. Yeah, that's whats happening.

After dinner we decided it too nice outside to stay inside so we went and played golf. Walt got not one but TWO holes in one! He's on CLOUD NINE!

This was his first hole in one!

This was the second one!

Tomorrow is another adventure!

THURSDAY 9.19.19 GEORGIA / SOUTH CAROLINA

Today it took us all of two hours to move from Savannah to Charleston. The traffic! 

We found our Passport America campground and on the way we noticed all the trees that were down. Big trees!

We're now in Lake Aire RV Park in Hollywood, South Carolina. It's a small campground and it looks like there are a lot of permanent sites. Most are well kept and there is a nice pool area. There is a small lake here or at least a tributary of one and catch and release is allowed. 

Well, let me tell you, he no sooner finished setting up and he had fishing pole in hand. He caught a turtle by the leg and a good sized sunny.

The need to fish satisfied, it was time to do something. At first we thought we would go see something but the driving range won out.  We found that Shadowmoss Plantation Country Club was the closest to us.

We had the driving range to ourselves.  A fellow from the country club had just finished collecting the balls off the driving range and had buckets of balls on the back of his Gator.  He hit one bump and the bucket closest to the end fell off without him knowing it.  I went over to start collecting the balls up and putting them back in the bucket.  He came back within minutes and also started picking them up in his own bucket.  When we finished he thanked me for helping and told me to keep the ones in the bucket that I had collected.  So we had plenty of balls for the driving range.

When we got back to the campground we worked together to make dinner and enjoyed a good steak with all the trimmings.

We took Boss for a nice long walk around the campground and heard lots of comments about him.  Mostly, "Look at the size of that dog!".  Yep, we hear that all the time.

There are two families of ducks that live here.  Boss did not know what to make of them.  He just stood there and stared as they walked to the waters edge and jumped in for a swim.

Of course Walt found a little time to get more fishing it.  

This evening we had a campfire and went through brochures for sites to see for tomorrow.

Life is good. Very good.