My adoptive father used to take me to the North Carolina Outer Banks when I was growing up every fall for a fishing trip. It was and still is, one of the best places to go fishing on the coast. It has a lot of history along with it. The numerous shipwrecks in this dangerous stretch of ocean earned North Carolina’s Outer Banks the reputation as the “the graveyard of the Atlantic,” not the infamous pirate Blackbeard, who met his end here. Coastal erosion and increased risk of damage from storm surges are the real threats facing the area now.
We used to put up tents and camp on the beach while we fished but you can’t do that now in an attempt to keep human erosion from adding to the threat already facing the beaches. It’s a shame that things have to change like they do and when they do, it’s not usually for the better. I guess it’s all a part of life like everything else.