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Kayak Trip to a Secluded Beach

My brother owns an outdoor equipment rental company here on Hatteras Island (kayaks, surfboards, golf carts, etc…). I’m supposed to guide kayak tours for him this summer, so I took one of the kayaks and went exploring to try and figure out a good route that would provide some pretty scenery without being too long of a paddle. I ended up at a little spot called Durant’s Point that is actually a separate island only accessible by boat. Even though the village isn’t far away, it feels remote because no one is around!

I left from the heart of Hatteras Village, a put in spot at Slash Creek Bridge. I paddled about a mile and a half, maybe a little less, until I came to the white sand beach of Durant’s Point.

Bitsy snuggled in and ready to cruise!
You can see how shallow the water is in some places.

I brought my little adventure chihuahua, Bitsy, who loves to go for a kayak ride. She sits in my lap with the life preserver for a cushion and usually falls asleep. She’s happy to explore on dry land as well, and since no one was around and there was nothing but sand and salt marsh, she could be off leash.

A remote beach with no one around. Perfect!

This kind of spot is my idea of a good time. The only footprints in the sand were mine. I saw cormorants, pelicans, hermit crabs, and a mallard family snuggled down into the marsh grass.

Bitsy hops out to explore.

I enjoy kayaking because you’re so close to the water. Kayaks originated in the Arctic where they were originally made of sealskin and used to hunt whales. Can you imagine being in the frigid waters of the Arctic Circle battling a whale in a tiny boat made of hide? I can’t! But they are a great way for us in the modern world to get a little closer to nature.

Bitsy decided to get her feet wet in the calm, shallow water.

From Durant’s Point I paddled up the little creek that separates Hatteras Island from the little spit of an island where Durant’s Point is. Tiny creeks wind through the marsh there. I paddled into them, but turned around fairly quickly because it was low tide and I kept running aground. There were places where I was in only a few inches of water.

As I came out of one of the little creeks in the marsh, who was coming up the big creek? My dad in his fishing boat! I waved and he slowed down so we could chat for a minute.

My dad’s boat back at the dock.

I ended up paddling about 5 miles altogether, and I put together a plan for a nice kayak tour. I never get tired of exploring. There’s always something new to see, some wild animal doing something interesting, or some cool cloud formation to look at. Nature is never dull!

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