a beachy kick in the pants

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Clay.

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Hillary.

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Little family amusement parks come and go in tourist-driven areas.  This highly-visible corner spot has been on sale for a while, with a rusty roller coaster, overgrown go-kart race tracks, some small pavilions, dried-up fountains, and empty ticket booths.

• I’ve been spending the week down at the Outer Banks, off the coast of North Carolina, in a rental cottage with my family and significant others.  Fantastic cooking, and the attractions are largely bikeable (within a few miles, and all flat terrain).  I should add that my brother brought 5 bikes: a Raleigh tandem, a Takara road bike, a Schwinn cruiser, a Gary Fisher mountain bike, and a Bianchi track bike.  Combined with a Schwinn cruiser already at the cottage, the whole gang has been able to ride at the same time.  Practically critical mass style.

• Thus far there’s been one hospital visit (for a possible Lyme disease tick bite looking pretty rough), a trip to a dead-animal ridden, deserted beach (near Bodie Island), a visit to Jockey’s Ridge, and a lot of ocean time.

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Beach cottage architecture in North Carolina is definitely different than New England and the northeast.

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Wrestling glasses can hold quite large mixed drinks.

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$86 buys two dozen blue crabs (only male are eaten by law, and they’re referred to as “Jimmy #1”) and several pounds of snow crab legs, including spices (a local blend, similar to Old Bay) and steaming.