vretace Part of the Outer Banks s charm is the remoteness of the area. Sit we re only accessible by ferry or by driving over one of the bridges tt connects us to the mainland， once you re here， you have the feeling being far removed from the rest of the world. We re really not that f And in recent years， with an ever-growing tourism industry， goods a~ services have come to us. It s fascinating to hear locals tell of long dri~ to stores on the mainland to buy groceries or to receive medical care ba in the old days. The \"old days，\" however， were less than two decad agoJ Those of us who live here year-round still make excursions to near[ cities for specific services， shopping， and cultural events， but we wouldr trade island life for anything. Living here is a trade-off that is heavi. weighted toward the good life; we re blessed， and we know it. On NASA aerial maps， our strand of sand may look like the continent afterthought， but our land was the welcome mat to the first Englist speaking settlers in the country. The Outer Banks is stranded farthc away from its main coast than any other barrier islands in the work Although the shore has very slowly over the centuries crept west， it sti stubbornly and mysteriously maintains its crooked post miles out int， the Atlantic. Buffeted century after century by storms--many escortec in by the nearby mighty Gulf Stream--the geology of these narrow， low slung islands is unique in its steadfast adaptability. Its inhabitants haw been no less resilient. When you step foot on these sandy shores， you joir a legion of steely adventurers， renegade thinkers， and rugged survivor~ who have been captivated by the unbidden forces of nature. Welcome to the land of beginnings! Feast your senses on wide beaches whispering sea oats， and undulating dunes--a land where the pace of life is geared to the unceasing sand-sharpened breezes and wild winds. From the gifts and punishment of the glorious and untamed waters of these indomi- table islands have sprung heroes， pioneers， pirates， and inventors. Tales of courage and creativity， bloody battles and savage shipwrecks， resourceful- ness and compassion: all are part of the mystique of the Outer Banks. Here， the first English colonists set up camp. Blackbeard and his band of buccaneers anchored sloops along the shallow sounds. Wilbur and Orville Wright also flew the world s first airplane， buoyed by stiff winter winds and brazen determination. From remote national wildlife refuges， sheltered seashores， and pro- tected maritime forests to upscale resort communities， these strips of shifting sand offer both peaceful retreat and awesome adventure. Windsurf or Jet Ski. Surf fish or stroll the endless beaches. Charter a deep-sea fishing boat and fight an ocean giant. Grab the binoculars， and watch birds. Soar from the East Coast s highest sand dune in a hang glider. Catch some waves， and surf some of the best swells on the Atlantic Seaboard as the breakers barrel toward the beach. It s all here for the choosing and bore- dom is not an option. Only in the Iast 15 years or so have these ribbons of sand confronted the rapid-fire development that other coastal areas saw years earlier. One of only four states in the nation that forbids hard structures like seawalls， itwhich can cause severe narrowing of beaches， North Carolina learned the tough lessons of coastal management by watchin~ the mi~tM~o~ ，~: ~，D~
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