The years we camped at Oregon Inlet
(Hope Mills, NC)
In the 60’s my parents brought my brothers and I to Oregon Inlet to tent camp for 2 weeks in August! This was every year for probably 10 years.
Driving all nite from central Pa, we woke up to my Dad pulling over beside the sand dune st Jockeys Ridge, and climb it we did, what better way to stretch your legs.
I have so many great memories of family time on the beach, the cool outside showers, walking over to the marina to check out everyone’s catch at the end of the day.
We climbed lighthouses, took ferries to Okracock, and the Hatteras Ferry, toured the Kitty Hawk Muesuem. Went crabbing over toward Manteo steaming those crabs right on the campfire, spent hours in the water swimming and body surfing! What great memories making sandcastles decked out with shells.
Only once did we need to evacuate early due to the eminent arrival of a hurricane! Driving the beach road north, (which was the only road at the time) there was water from sound and ocean meeting in places as we drove.
I now live in NC, a few hours from the Outer Banks, however still close to many beaches on the beautiful NC coast.