The tobacco fields and church pews of an eastern North Carolina childhood taught an acclaimed haiku poet how to see, feel, and hear the landscape — one syllable at a time.
When waves are breaking, surfers in Rodanthe cancel other plans — or show up late with wet hair and irrepressible grins.
Wilmington’s surfing scene sparks creativity and, in turn, creates friendships. Just ask Chip Hemingway and Will Allison.
Here, on the fine edge of the Outer Banks, the Atlantic offers a working man’s wave, reliable and steady. And when these early risers catch a ride, they feel on top of the world.