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Sunburn at Wrightsville Beach

Dad is in town for the weekend. So on Saturday, we went down to Wrightsville Beach for the day.

Route: I-440, I-40, US 117/NC 132, US 74, and US 76.

Nothing really spectacular about the route down. Although I was surprised to see the amount of guide signs on I-40 that only listed the route number and no control city destination. I guess it's our small slice of the west.

Not sure why I-140 currently ends at I-40 instead of continuing to what will be its terminus at US 17 anyways.

We accessed the beach at the Masonboro Inlet Parking Lot...which also happens to be the end of US 76.

The beach was great. Waves were four to six feet as Tropical Storm Gabrielle was a few hundred miles off shore. If it wasn't for the endless hype about the storm (we really need therain) around these parts. You would have no idea that a storm was off the horizon. Blue skies and slight ocean breezes were dominant. Yes, the waves were a bit rougher and would get stronger as the day went on. But unless you knew what was in the Atlantic, you'd have no clue.

So some of the photos from yesterday's trip.

The view from my chair. By the way, sunburn on the top of your feet really sucks, if you've never experienced it.

A lone surfer vs. the waves.


This beach house may have the best view on Wrightsville...The Atlantic and Masonboro Inlet.

A sail boat was out today. You can see the waves were a bit choppy.

On the list of things to do in my life, sea fishing and deep sea fishing.

Is this heaven? 'No, it's North Carolina.'

Above and Below: Sand dunes around Masonboro Inlet.


I didn't have the best luck getting photos of surfers catching a wave.

One last view of the ocean. For some reason, the water is a little more clear at Wrightsville than other beaches nearby. I hope some of the shots show this.

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Anonymous said…
Beautiful pictures you took.

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