I lived in the same city my entire life before coming to college. I traveled every now and then, but for the most part, Charleston was my world as a child.
We found ourselves high and dry on a mud bank in Charleston harbor. Anyone boating around an unfamiliar area will realize the importance of knowing depth.
At the end of summer, my twin sister and I woke early for a sunrise paddle on the beach. Though we both enjoy being out there early, it’s generally something I prefer to do with my own friends.
Over spring break, I drove up from South Carolina to spend a few days in the Outer Banks with my buddy, Charlie.
A miniature valley behind a ridge, opened upon my path a few hundred feet from the campsite. I strolled in, sat among the rocks and melted away into my surroundings.
