(Lynda's Post)We didn't have far to travel to our next port of call, less than 20 miles northwards. We stayed at a second Federal Campsite, Oregon Inlet. Not sure where the name came from. It was another unspoilt area of natural beauty - dunes and a gorgeous beach. However this was marred by the tyre tracks of large trucks which are allowed to drive along there. This wasn't just a couple of cars but a width of at least 50 feet looking like a construction site. David brought this up with rangers who all assured us that any nesting turtles, birds etc would be protected, but one wonders how they can ever build their nests in these areas with so much traffic. Oh well, you can hardly expect the fishermen to WALK to catch their fish!
We spent two days here and had planned to do some sight-seeing. Unfortunately my already ailing back took a turn (or twist) for the worst and we spent a couple of hours waiting to see a doctor in the local emergency room. Within twenty four hours I was pain free. (David Post) Unfortunately during the night her medicine wore off and she was once more in pain.
Much political hashing is going on about the driving on the beach. It seems now the Park service is restricting it very tightly and causing an uproar from the locals who depend on tourists coming down to drive and fish on the beach. Check this link http:hamptonroads.com/2008/05/shore-bird-shore-bird-buffers-close-3-popular-outer-banks-beaches
We left the Outer Banks and North Carolina and headed to what is called the Eastern Shore of Virginia to see our dear friends, Bill and Mary Burnham. To reach them we had to go across the Chesapeake Bridge Tunnel, an 18 mile stretch of road consisting of bridges and tunnels across the Bay.
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