Route 12 ends at Silver Lake, once known as Cockle Creek. In 1931, Cockle Creek was dredged to form the picturesque harbor. Narrow lanes meander throughout Ocracoke, seemingly with no rhyme nor reason in their direction. Many of the streets are little more than sandy pathways, lined with massive live oaks. Small cottages are tucked behind weathered picket fences, with family cemeteries in their side yard.
Our first stop was at the Jolly Roger. It's a great place to grab lunch and a beer, all the while watching the busy little harbor. We had the same waitress we've had for the past 3 years. Jen & I ordered a platter of nachos and some burritos. They were very good! Of course, the resident ducks were begging for a hand out. It's verboten to feed the quackersin the dining area. I always feel so sorry for them.
After lunch, we began our tour of Ocracoke. I shall continue with Ocracoke in my next post.
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