In 1990, while living in NC I had made a day trip to the Outer Banks-Kitty Hawk and Kill Devil Hills, specifically and in 1960 or so, Don had visited the same places, as a boy, with his family. I knew we didn't want to be near those towns as the campgrounds were more expensive but I still remembered the towns as being small-ish. We had reservations for a campground on Hatteras Island, which was way to the south, so early on the morning of April 18 we set out east across NC.
As we trundled along I noticed that we would pass right through Columbia, NC. This is where Don's maternal grandmother's family is from and I said I thought it would be fun to see it. He has cousins north of there in Camden whom we'd visited but had never gone to Columbia where his great grands had a pharmacy. It happened that it was lunch time as we neared Columbia, we all (pets included) needed to stretch our legs AND there was a brilliant visitor's center right off the highway. So off we went. Columbia is on the Scuppernong River and at the Visitor's Canter there is a boardwalk that meanders along it, under the highway and over to the main street in town.
|Boardwalk along Scuppernong River|
|Stretching their legs|
|Scuppernong River (Scuppernong is a type of grapes)|
|The weather had been nice but clouds rolled in though it rained for only a moment|
|Looking up Main Street|
|At the end of Main St the boardwalk ends so we walked back to the Visitor's Canter on it|
|As we walked past this tree I liked the reflection. It wasn't until I took the photo that I realized it looked like it was floating in the sky|
We got back on Rte 64 East and headed across flat lands with low brush and canals
Which gave way to marshes
And the first of a series of bridges out to the islands...