Another nice November day at the beach with my favorite gals.
We're under Johnny Mercer's fishing pier and it's windy as hell.
Couldn't get the girls to hold a pose! Notice Emily's sweater! It's one of my old shirt sleeves with two holes cut out for her legs! You think I would buy her something a little more classy? Abigail thrives in the cold!
My ex and I used to always meet up on Fayetteville Street's entrance to Wrightsville beach in the late 80's. I saw this park bench sitting there today and couldn't resist getting these shots.
Getting my exercise now as we cross Banks Channel. I actually went under this bridge in the dark of night in a friends Tunnel Hull racing boat running about 70 MPH. It was back in 1974 or 1975 and we were running from the Coast Guard's Patrol boat. They didn't have anything that could catch us back in those days. Kind of like a redneck version of Miami Vice! My friend died sometime in the early 90's . Drugs and Alcohol finally took a toll on his liver. This place sure brings back some good and bad memories!
Emily........Please don't drink there! Yes....somebody peed in the pool! It's the thought that counts isn't it! We have bottled water in the car shug! This is one of the pictures I took a few weeks ago when it was even warmer. I had a smudge on the lens which makes the Dog Bar look worse than it really is. Emily will drink straight from the tap, so no worries. Abigail on the other hand isn't that picky!