Walking on the Boardwalk

It was rainy yesterday afternoon, off and on, which is not necessarily a bad thing at the beach.  I had already run and it was wonderful to watch the rain fall from inside the screened porch, cozy in our little house, listening to the ocean in the background.

Rainy day at the beach and nothing to do,

Il dolce far niente.  Rain streaks the porch screen,

Leaving little strands of dangling pearls.

This morning it cleared up and we decided to walk the entire length of the boardwalk.  It was a slower pace than my run yesterday, a good day to sit on benches in the sunlight, to appreciate the beauty of Currituck Sound.

Signs all along the way urge cyclists to walk their bicycles, and runners to share the Boardwalk with other pedestrians.

We decided to have lunch at Wave Pizza Cafe, which is located directly on the Boardwalk.  You can sit at a picnic table here overlooking the sound, watching people walk by, and enjoying the Surfer Girl (or another) pizza.  What a great, relaxing afternoon!  And their sign on the wall, which I have photographed every year we have been here, has more meaning today.

"Bar Harbor, 901 miles."  It is hard to believe that we were there exactly one week ago today! 

I had never looked closely at the two engraved photographs in the Town Hall, one at the entrance to the men's room and one at the women's room.  These are local people who inhabited this isolated place years ago, before the Town of Duck was incorporated, and they look like they could have weathered the tough Atlantic winters here with no difficulty.  Here is Molly Hines:

And here is Andrew Scarborough, presumably the man who gave his name (or property) to Scarborough Faire, in the heart of Duck.

I am glad that the Town of Duck is as interested in preserving its history as it is its environment.