Outer Banks 2017
Part 3
From here, we went in search of food. Oinc’s, where Pete and I had lunch in 2014, was gone (we later learned that it had become part of the Ocracoke Oyster Company), so we ended up going to the Back Porch Lunchbox, which sold sandwiches and hot dogs and such. Elyse was most taken by the Gatorade’s being sold in cans rather than plastic bottles, which was something new for both of us.
The Back Porch Lunchbox.
Canned Gatorade. I never would have expected Gatorade to come in a can.
Elyse poses with her can of Gatorade.
She ended up getting a hot dog, and I got a turkey sandwich. Not a bad meal.
We then went down a bunch of little streets in the golf cart, going down to the water tower and back up.
Riding along British Cemetery Road. The Anchorage Inn is ahead.
Riding along Highway 12.
Elyse found this shrimp sign, next to the fire department, to be rather amusing.
The water tower.
Golf cart selfie.
I used the selfie camera on my phone to get a photo of Elyse driving the golf cart. Yes, she’s really driving it!
“Drive like your kids live here” sign. I find these signs to be some of the most obnoxious things that you can post along the side of the road.
Seeing this scene, I couldn’t help but think that this was the setup to a bad joke. Something about fowl traversing some sort of thoroughfare.
Ocracoke School. There’s only one school on the whole island, and this is it.
Ocracoke School activity bus.
We eventually ended up at the Ocracoke Variety Store, back at the east end of town. There, Elyse was amused by these peaches, which had something coming out of the top end of them.
The area where Oinc’s used to be, now being used for other purposes.
Elyse drives the golf cart.
We eventually made it back to the parking lot where the car was parked. There, at my suggestion, Elyse stayed with the car, and I went to return the golf cart. All in all, we had a fun time with the golf cart, and Elyse got a little bit of “stick time” in as far as learning how to drive went. She did a pretty good job driving the golf cart, too. She made a few mistakes, but on the whole, not bad.
Once we were back in the car, we headed out of Ocracoke, going back up toward the ferry. Arriving at the ferry terminal, we found out that the ferries were experiencing a delay. We ended up waiting for what felt like forever, and had to sit out two ferries, which came almost back to back, before there was room for us.
While we were waiting, I got photos of a nearby beach area.
The line for the ferry at the Ocracoke terminal.
“Welcome to Ocracoke Island” sign.
Meanwhile, while I photographed, Elyse sat in the car, entertaining herself on her phone.
I had hoped that we would get a River-class ferry for the return trip, but we ended up getting the Roanoke again for our trip back. That seems to be how it always works for me, getting the same ferry going out and back.
Life raft in a can.
Same Roanoke, same superstructure, but now heading back towards Hatteras.
Buoys and such in the water.
The Frisco passes us, heading towards Ocracoke.
The Croatoan passes us, also heading for Ocracoke.
The Hatteras passes us, sailing mostly empty towards Ocracoke.
Our wake.
A sea gull flies overhead.
Elyse is all smiles on the ferry.
Getting off of the ferry, we made tracks back towards Buxton. On the way back, we stopped at Durant Station Condominiums in order for Elyse to film the elevator.
The elevator at Durant Station Condominiums.
We then continued along, stopping to photograph a strange political sign that we spotted on the side of the road in Frisco. I suppose that it’s proof that wingnuts can be found everywhere, even in more touristy areas.
Okay, then. Clearly, someone couldn’t move on once the election ended.
We also spotted a Futuro house in Frisco, but owing to the low light conditions plus rain, we didn’t stop. Something for next time, I suppose.
We had dinner at Angelo’s Pizza, which was a few doors down from where we were staying. I went to this restaurant in 2014 with Pete, and so I knew that they were good, plus they had an arcade with a number of vintage games in the back. We then went to Super Wings to get that dolphin plush, which she named “Pedrick Squeakfish”, and then to the convenience store next door to our hotel to get some ice cream. All in all, not a bad day.
Penny jar at Super Wings, which I spotted while we were buying that dolphin plush for Elyse. I found that “Find a job!” part to be a bit obnoxious. Clearly, people don’t think before they put notes like this on public display. It reminded me of that similarly obnoxious box sign from Virginia Beach.