| | Our first Carolina meal, at the Coinjock Marina Restaurant... | |
| | | Dave waits patiently as the chef overcooks his stuffed flounder... | |
| | | The campground said this was the only place they ate... | |
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| | We felt very sorry for them, though Iris thought the water was good... | |
| | | Dave tries his first cooked oyster on the half shell... | |
| | | Cinnamon continued to complain about the cold weather... | |
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| | But the view over the bay was nice... | |
| | | Once again, the Alestream Express was the smallest trailer in sight... | |
| | | The campground road came to an abrupt end... | |
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| | A potential truck for Sam Calagione's collection... | |
| | | Iris makes like a tree... | |
| | | There was a long waiting list for sites on the bluff... | |
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| | We found out there was a reason they had a pay phone... | |
| | | An Airstream brother from the '60s... | |
| | | The Hampton Lodge office and store, open from 8:30 am until 9 am... | |
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| | The Hampton Lodge showers appeared to be under construction... | |
| | | You don't want to have a site close to the dump station... | |
| | | The infamous showers...Iris refused to even look inside... | |
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| | Nobody can read in Coinjock... | |
| | | The Weeping Radish sign and goat... | |
| | | Some of the "family atmosphere" at the Weeping Radish... | |
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| | | The goat food is only a quarter! | |
| | | Old beer can be bought at a big discount...Bavarians waste nothing... | |
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| | The Weeping Radish bar, built from a 1920's grocery store... | |
| | | The vegetable sustainability chart... | |
| | | The well stocked bottled beer case... | |
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| | The Christmas Beer...delicious but deadly at 9%... | |
| | | Matt, the head brewere, doing his thing... | |
| | | The new brewery...Notice the concrete floor...and room for expansion.. | |
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| | The gigantic cold room, full of lagering tanks... | |
| | | The flip top bottling line... | |
| | | What is it with brewers and trucks? A 1962 Mercedes Fire Truck.. | |
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| | The backside of the new plant in Jarvisburg... | |
| | | | Cowboy Jake - he wasn't old enough to drink yet... | |
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| | | Our bartender, Jennifer. Her middle name was Iris... | |
| | | Dave, realizing he's a week behind in his blogging... | |
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| | Cinnamon found his spot...right by the heater... | |
| | | Getting through the Hampton Lodge security system... | |
| | | The sunrises were nice... | |
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| | The drive along the bay... | |
| | | Heading the next campground in Williamston, and Duckrabbit Brewing... | |
| | | The crack in our windshield is getting bigger... | |
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| | The old Weeping Radish in Manteo... | |
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