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  It's been awhile since I've posted.  Justin's situation is hard to write about, but I know there are people who want to know what's going on with Justin, my son.  In truth, he is getting sicker and weaker.  For awhile,he made great progress, talking, eating, and getting back into his power wheelchair.   Then he started getting weaker.  His left lung became covered with secretions, and he needed surgery to scrape things out. Then a CT scan revealed more new spine fractures (total of 7).  After that, he just hasn't been able to get over the hump.  This week, Justin decided to discontinue the weaning from the ventilator.  He is on full breath support and can no longer use the voice valve to talk without dangerous oxygen drops.  Pain medication has been significantly increased to help him deal with the pain. It's a tough thing for a 23-year-old to confront one's mortality.  We will continue this journey with Justin to the end to the best of our abilities.  We

Outer Banks: Saying Goodbye


We ended up staying nine nights at Oregon Inlet Campground.  Mostly through luck, we had one of the best sites; we could walk to the beach from our backyard.  The showers were solar-warm.  The bathrooms had flush toilets and running water.
Cons:  the mosquitoes were terrible when the wind dropped.  Fortunately, the wind blows hard nearly all of the time.  The sites are tight.  Generators are allowed in the areas where there is no electricity.  Because all of the electric sites fill up first, this results in some strange situations where big Class A motor homes are running generators right next to tents in the non-electric zone.
Unlike the Texas gulf coast, we were unable to find any free public camping in the Outer Banks

Food and Drink

During our last days, we got in final tastes from the area.  Barbeque from Pigman’s in Kill Devil HIlls, shrimp and grits at Blue Moon Grill, and beer from Lost Colony Brewery.



The bbq was very good; the shrimp and grits were wonderful, and the beer was possibly the worst I’ve ever had at a brewpub.  The brown ale (to the right) was very thin and overly hopped for the style.  I like brown ales. Just one man’s opinion. I tasted Julia’s IPA (to the left), and it wasn’t as bad.  That’s all I’ll say about that.

Kayaking

On one afternoon, I dropped Julia off to do some kayaking (her race is coming up in about two weeks). She had a nice paddle and saw some some glamped-up fishing shacks which have been remodeled on the inside and even feature electricity.


The Lost Colony

We also took some time to learn about the Lost Colony at Roanoke, established by Sir Walter Raleigh in 1585 and eventually led by John White.  White’s grand-daughter, Virginia Dare, was the first “English” child born in America.  White left the colonists to resupply in England.  When he returned in 1590, all of traces of the colony, including Virginia Dare, were gone.  Attempts to discover what happened were unsuccessful.
There was some speculation that the local native population killed everyone off.  That would not be shocking, as the colonists (fearing the locals might kill them) attacked the tribe without provocation, killing the chief and others.  However, there was no evidence of such a massacre by the tribe against the colonists.

Heading East

We thoroughly enjoyed our stay in the Outer Banks.  This area has been on our bucket list for a long time.


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