Once I turn right onto Harkers Island Road and pass the piles of oyster shells and cottages of generations of fishermen, I’m just minutes away from one of my favorite places. I park my car and trek a short distance to the large grassy spot between the water’s edge and the loading dock to the Cape Lookout ferry. This has been my destination to unwind for more than 30 years. I pop open a chair and…
2026-05-13
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