Sunset on the Sound from Jockey Ridge.
...Unless its Raining!
Funny, how random names in a comic book you read aloud to your little brothers stick in your head. Forty-five years later I still recall us all sitting in the Volkswagen Bus. I was reading as we waited to find out if the rain would let up so we could see 'The Lost Colony.'
Being the children of Aeronautical Engineers [Mom worked for the Martin Company too], a trip to the Wright Brothers Memorial was an essential part of any visit to the Outer Banks. The first flight of the Wright Flyer was shorter than the length of the Boeing 747 that took me to Japan! Still, the simple Wright Flyer is the ancestor of modern aviation as we know it.
Today you can see people hang gliding off of Jockey Ridge and Parasailing in the Sound. Kites are everywhere! The two bicycle mechanics from Ohio really started something.
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