I mean that in the best possible way. I love Belhaven. The homes are beautiful, the people are friendly, and the view of the Pungo River is awesome. Sadly, Belhaven has taken a couple of hits recently. A major employer closed, costing 55 jobs in this small town of 2,000. And at the end of last August, Hurricane Irene roared through, flooding the entire low lying town.
We were getting some needed engine maintenance done on Wednesday (oil and filter, zincs, and a port engine overheating problem), so it was a good day to stroll around this fine southern town.
First we took the dogs to the public park and beach near the marina. It was empty so we let them off leash. Ruby's knee was operated on at the end of November and she's pretty much been kept on leash so it could heal. It was time to run and play, at least a little. Ruby needs to exercise her knee.
Pit Bulls love to run and wrestle. If you didn't know better, you'd think they were ripping each other apart. They ran and ran.
They'd run one way, turn and come back, run one way, turn and come back, run one way.... and they didn't come back. They were in a neighbor's back yard.
"RUBY! CHEVY! YOU GET OVER HERE RIGHT NOW! I MEAN IT! LEASH!! LEASH!! NO!!!!! NO POOPING!!!!!!!!"
Pam picked it up. How embarassing.
Even though the temps were in the high 40s yesterday, Chevy and Ruby went swimming, which also includes water wrestling.
That was enough dog play. Time to walk the streets of Belhaven.
One thing we noticed right away was that many of the homes were, or are in the process of being, raised up four to six feet higher. Belhaven has been hit by six hurricanes in four years, flooding the town. FEMA would be called in to help. FEMA had enough, and the town received funding to raise all the houses up above flood level.
Belhaven is a fine little town, a place where people waved to us as they drove by, a place where it's OK with the police to drive a golf cart on the town's streets, a place where the neighbors know each other. It's high on my list of favorite places. If you're traveling nearby by car or boat, make it a stop. It's life at a slower pace. A better pace, in my view.
We were getting some needed engine maintenance done on Wednesday (oil and filter, zincs, and a port engine overheating problem), so it was a good day to stroll around this fine southern town.
First we took the dogs to the public park and beach near the marina. It was empty so we let them off leash. Ruby's knee was operated on at the end of November and she's pretty much been kept on leash so it could heal. It was time to run and play, at least a little. Ruby needs to exercise her knee.
Pit Bulls love to run and wrestle. If you didn't know better, you'd think they were ripping each other apart. They ran and ran.
They'd run one way, turn and come back, run one way, turn and come back, run one way.... and they didn't come back. They were in a neighbor's back yard.
"RUBY! CHEVY! YOU GET OVER HERE RIGHT NOW! I MEAN IT! LEASH!! LEASH!! NO!!!!! NO POOPING!!!!!!!!"
Pam picked it up. How embarassing.
Even though the temps were in the high 40s yesterday, Chevy and Ruby went swimming, which also includes water wrestling.
That was enough dog play. Time to walk the streets of Belhaven.
One thing we noticed right away was that many of the homes were, or are in the process of being, raised up four to six feet higher. Belhaven has been hit by six hurricanes in four years, flooding the town. FEMA would be called in to help. FEMA had enough, and the town received funding to raise all the houses up above flood level.
Belhaven is a fine little town, a place where people waved to us as they drove by, a place where it's OK with the police to drive a golf cart on the town's streets, a place where the neighbors know each other. It's high on my list of favorite places. If you're traveling nearby by car or boat, make it a stop. It's life at a slower pace. A better pace, in my view.
Sometimes you just have to slow down and drink it all in otherwise you'll never know what you've missed. Where was Gertie when all that dawg nonsense was going on? Sleepin' in the wheelhouse no doubt! Smart cat! :-)
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