Sunrise on our last morning on Ocracoke was bitter sweet. We packed everything in the car like kids stuffing toys in a chest, and we headed north towards Cape Hatteras. Our first stop had us climbing 248 twisting, turning cast-iron steps to the top of Hatteras Lighthouse, the tallest lighthouse in America. After exerting considerable energy, we high-tailed it to Bodie Lighthouse - another one of the five lighthouses on the Outer Banks. We setup camp on windiest, most insect ridden campsite on earth for our last night on the Outer Banks. We, then, slid across the hood of our vehicle like Bo and Luke Duke, and we outraced Roscoe P. Coltrane on our way to the Wright Brothers Memorial. The park had pure American ingenuity proudly displayed. We toured the grounds, and a park ranger took years off our life during the most boring lecture since Ferris Bueller's Day Off - "Bueller, Bueller." Later at the campsite, we experienced gale force winds for the entire night. Good bye OBX - Hello Rehoboth Beach.
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