Monday, November 30, 2015

Headin’ to Carolina – Emerald Isle and the Southern North Carolina Coast [November 20-22, 2015]



Shrimper followed by gulls at sunset
Over the years, we’ve enjoyed and explored the Outer Banks of North Carolina numerous times, but we’ve never spent time on the NC coast south of OBX.  We were going to South Carolina for Thanksgiving, so decided to leave a few days early and see what we’ve been missing.  It really is a lovely area, and worth a “look-see”.

Our first stop along the Crystal Coast “North Carolina’s Southern Outer Banks” was Cedar Island, where the Ocracoke Ferry lands on the mainland.  The Ferry terminal is at the end of a narrow, windy, residential road.  From there we wound our way southward through tiny towns and larger burgs like Beaufort and Morehead City.  This is also the location of Cape Lookout National Seashore, which we didn’t visit, but will certainly come back to see.

Just south of Morehead City is a long barrier island called Bogue Banks, that runs almost due east and west.  The western most town on the island is Emerald Isle.  Emerald Isle was developed in the 1950s when a bridge was built connecting that part of the island with the mainland.  Its name comes from the striking green of the maritime forests present on the island at the time.

We stayed in the Holiday Trav-L-Park Resort, an immaculate campground that stretches from the central Coast Guard Road all the way to the beautiful white sand beach.  Our campsite was at the top of a hill (in generally flat coastal Carolina, no less) with an unobstructed view of the ocean over the top of the protective dune system.  Since the beach runs east and w
est, you have a beautiful view of both sunrise and sunset over the water each day.

On the first day of our stay, we bicycled along a bike path that runs through the town to the town pier.  It was a Saturday so the pier was full of fishermen.  It gave us a great view of the coastline.  Emerald Isle has quite a few mobile home parks.  Many of the neighborhoods have older mobile homes that are being torn down to build lovely beach homes.  The town is really in transition.  We stopped at Willis Seafood Market for fish and oysters to cook at home, and ChowdaHeads for clam chowder.  About a block from home we stopped at a shrimp stand by the side of the road for locally caught shrimp, sold to us by a culinary school graduate who described several ways for us to cook the shrimp.We certainly eat well when we are on the road!

We had rain on the second day, so stayed inside and read and watched football on TV.  During gaps between squalls, we walked to the beach.  It was a nice, restful day.

On Monday, we headed south leaving the Crystal Coast.  Our first stop was Surf City, NC.  The houses here are built very close together with steep staircases over the dunes to the sand beach.  We were surprised that the houses had been built right on top of the dunes.  From there we went to Oak Island and the genteel town of Caswell Beach, near Cape Fear.









Farming Clams on the Virginia Eastern Shore, Cheriton VA (Oct 29-31, 2015)




We  finished our trip at the Cherrystone Campground on the Virginia Eastern Shore.  The campground is located right on the Chesapeake Bay, and our campsite had a beautiful view.  Our first day there was warm and calm, so we brought out our kayaks for a nice paddle.  We had seen Google Earth photographs of what looked like oyster cages in the water nearby, so we set off to find them.   As we came around the point of land, we found several boats moored together and men standing chest deep in the water.

“What are you doing?” we asked.
“Farming clams,” came the reply.

What we had thought were oyster cages seen in the water by satellite were in fact nets put down over seed clams to allow them to grow.  Weeds and grasses grow on the nets giving them a contrast to the sandy Bay floor.  Two years later, the clam crew comes, removes the nets and literally sucks the clams up with a vacuum cleaner type mechanism into a huge basket.  The clams are then parceled out into smaller baskets where they are swished through the water to clean them off.  Then these baskets are emptied into bins on the boat.

“How late into the season do you work out here?” we asked.
“All year round,” came the reply.

Brrr.

“Do you know where we could buy some clams?” we asked.
“You can get ‘em at the plant,” came the reply.

The Cherrystone Campground is on the same peninsula and owned by the same family as Cherrystone Aquaculture.  The “plant” was a short bicycle ride from our campsite.  So off we rode, with backpack to bring home some of Russ’ favorite food.  They are only sold in bags of 50.  50 oysters, 50 clams and 7 quohogs (thrown in for chowdah) filled up the vegetable bin of our motor home fridge.

 
Yes, they do grow oysters.  The weather turned windy the next day so we didn’t get to kayak to the oyster farm – though we were directed to it by our clam farmers.  We saw them from land, and did see the empty oyster cages stacked outside the plant.  In warmer weather, they give tours of the whole aquaculture enterprise.  A good reason to return.  That and the yummy clams and oysters and the fun campground.










Bags of clams, some coming to the Wegman's near you.


Clam sorting machine







Oyster Cages


Oyster cages in the water - seen with telephoto from shore

Pretty Bay sunset