Monday, July 28, 2014
In one photo, the 21st Annual Outer Banks Fishing Trip unfolds in all its weird, draining glory.
In the background, you see the postcard-perfect weather afforded us by the gods responsible for such things.
If you look and listen closely enough, you can just make out the sound of the surf rolling ashore (not crashing, for the ocean was gentle to glassy during our time in Nags Head).
Finally, at the fore, a representative pair of tripgoers taking a much-needed opportunity for a constitutional in the midst of three-plus days of overindulging and undersleeping.
Check out Sentence of Dave for more details; this correspondent can barely remember his name at this point.
Can't wait to go back next year and run it back.