One of my favourite things to do in the Outer Banks is to head north to the area where they have the wild horses.
I had envisioned sitting on the beach watching wild horses race in the water (like they do in the movie “Nights of Rodanthe” with Diane Lane). That would be so cool. But, they don’t perform like that.
The wild horses sort of wander around behind the dunes, in people’s yards, on the “roads”, but I still love to try to find them.
We packed up all our beach stuff and a picnic and drove the hour north to where the road ends and you have to continue to drive on the beach.
We stopped shortly before the beach to let some air out of our tires – which makes it easier to drive on the sand (and less likely to get stuck).
Luckily we did too, as we saw a few people get stuck. The sand was pretty deep in places.
We found our spot on the beach, and set up our area. It was crazy windy, and everything got sandy. Mmmm nothing like a sandwich with gritty sand. It didn’t matter – we still enjoyed ourselves!
We headed over the dunes and went in search of some wild horses and found a few. Amazing that they just roam freely! I would love to stay in this area, but I’m not sure how comfortable I’d be not having “real roads” in case there’s a storm. I certainly know Gabe would not like it. One gust of wind and he’s checking in with us to ensure there are no hurricane warnings!
After leaving the beach, and pumping our tires back up, we headed over to the Currituck Lighthouse. Another beautiful lighthouse!
We stopped on our way home at a place called Spankey’s for dinner, where the kids had shrimp burgers and Rob and I had some mahi mahi tacos. Love all this seafood!
We made it home in time for a sunset, and Rob pulled out the kite to fly with the kids. The winds were awesome for kite flying – and Rob was excited like a little kid (and the kids were excited too).
I drove them all crazy by snapping pictures:) I got right in their faces while they were watching the kite fly. I am only posting the ones where they look happy – believe me there were a lot of “please stop taking pictures of me!”