Photographs of coastal Carolina.
Pamlico River, NC
Subdued morning light beneath the Highway 17 Bridge, Pamlico River, NC. Bridge pilings stream a wake in the current. In the distance, sailboats at anchor, Castle Island, and the Moss Landing Marina.
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Pamlico River, NC
Pilings lashed together are called dolphins. Dolphins riddled with rot and bent by the current like old men are simply called debris. This dolphin in the Pamlico River opposite Washington, NC, once secured fuel barges and lumber schooners.
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Pamlico River, NC
The Highway 17 bridge over the Pamlico River at Washington, NC, isn’t beautiful or architecturally significant. It’s concrete and stolid but in the early morning light it becomes briefly mysterious.
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Washington, NC
Sailboats docked at Havens Wharf, Washington, NC. Washington was a busy river port and shipbuilding center since the American Revolution. Now it’s a sleepy river town that attracts tourists.
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Bayboro, NC
A hard-worn purse seiner lies at a decaying dock in Bayboro, waiting for refit. The boat has been stripped of gear and her paint is in patches.
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Bayboro, NC
A purse seiner, stripped of paint and gear, refitting at Bayboro. The harbor at Bayboro is a narrow channel through the wetlands. The docks are weathered and in disrepair.
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Bayboro, NC
A splintered dock on the narrow channel of Bayboro. Bayboro is a fair distance from Pamlico Sound. Many boats lay up here to refit. A few have their homeport here.
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Engelhard, NC
An old fishing boat in Engelhard Harbor, decks awash, dock lines still secured. It’s the fate of most wooden fishing boats to sink at sea or in the harbor. The cost of breaking them up and hauling them away usually falls to the municipality, a pauper’s burial.
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Engelhard, NC
The Captain Mike will never go to sea again. Her planks are sprung, seams are open, and rust stains her white hull. Some old boats have value in their scrap metal. Old wooden boats are just an expense.
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Engelhard, NC
The wreckage of fishing boats line the wharves in Engelhard Harbor. Some are still afloat, some awash. If the sun rises and you’re still above water, it’s a good day. At least, another day.
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