Sadly, it's time to start paying for parking at Wrightsville Beach again. It always sneaks up on me. Seems like just yesterday I was rejoicing in the end of the tourist season, and here we are back at the beginning again. At least we have a couple of months of there being plenty of parking to pay for before all the spots are full and you have to drive around for a while searching. If there's anything I've learned from this economy, it's to be grateful for the little things.
Too crappy to paddle today, so I'm going to stay warm and dry with a good book.