The second weekend Zack was gone, I went to Bald Head!
For those of you that don’t know, Bald head Island is a small little paradise off the coast of North Carolina. It is the most southern piece of the barrier Islands. You have to take a ferry to get there, and as soon as you step onto the island you enter a different world. There are no cars allowed (except those that serve a specific purpose, like police cars). Everyone drives around in golf carts. There is no light pollution because Bald Head is home to a turtle conservatory. This makes for great stargazing. It is quaint, quiet, beautiful, and relaxing.
Bald Head holds an extra special place in my heart. It was the first place I ever went on a family vacation with Zack’s (amazing) family. I spent my first Thanksgiving away from my parts on Bald Head. It was the first place Zack, my brother, sister-in-law and I went on vacation together. Most important and memorable, it was where I married the greatest guy I know.
One of my close friends, Meghan, goes to grad school in North Carolina. She is the blonde in the back of the wedding picture above. Her roommate’s aunt owns a house on Bald Head. Last year, they went on a trip there with a few of their friends and this year I got invited!
I left school as quick as I could to make it to Southport in time for the 7:00 ferry. Meghan and her friends ended up being delayed, but we made it on the 8:00 ferry! When we got to Bald Head, we oooed and awwed at the adorable house we were staying in, put a frozen pizza in the oven, and fought over which constellation was the little dipper. Then we just sat up talking until we couldn’t keep our eyes open anymore.
Saturday morning, we woke up to 360 degrees of windows in the bedroom we were staying in. We could see the beach, the harbor, and Old Baldy, the lighthouse on the island. We decided to go on 3 mile run together. I mixed up a road (whoops) and extended our 3 mile run into an almost 5 mile run. Oops! Something about Bald Head makes runs magical though. I have gone out for many three mile runs that turn into six or seven mile runs there. The enchanting island makes you never want to stop! It was about 80 degrees by the time we got back, so we grabbed water and headed out back to the beach. I just dipped my toes in and that was enough for me, but Meghan’s friend practically got all the way in! It cooled me down just watching her!
After a nice shower, we packed up our golf cart, and headed to the other side of the island to relax on the beach. When we got there, another friend and I decided to go for a walk that ended up lasting over an hour. By the time we got back, the wind had picked up and we found Meghan completely covered head to toe to keep warm. We headed in, watched a tantalizing sunset, and went to dinner at one of the few restaurants on the island. I fell asleep by like 9:30 that night!
Look for Sunday adventures in Part 2!