Every trip we make to the Outer Banks is different: the condition of the ocean and the sand, how many horses we see, where we see them, whether we interact with any other visitors on the beach…
During our last trip, we had a first.
We saw three horses strolling by the water’s edge and drove by them. Motor Man stopped a short distance up the beach, so I could take photos. (For those of you not familiar with the area, designated parking is in the middle of the beach, and the areas beside the water and beside the dunes are considered travel lanes.)
We noticed a fisherman near where we parked. He had placed his fishing pole in the sand and was apparently taking a nap.
We wondered what the horses’ reactions would be to this person lying on the beach.
The fisherman was, apparently, unaware of the first two horses.
In the meantime, another fisherman a short distance away (perhaps this guy’s buddy) yelled something at him. He abruptly sat up as the third horse was walking by him. It was good for a laugh for Motor Man and me, as well as the other fisherman.
“In other news”, we also saw these two beauties, nose-to-nose, on the beach.
And these two apparently waiting for access to their rental.
As I said, our trips to the beach are always different, always interesting.
~These Days Of Mine~