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Catching up in Manteo and Roanoke Island




Well, what a whirlwind of a weekend! We arrived in Bideford’s twin town Manteo on Roanoke Island on Friday around 4 o’clock and we have had such fun catching up with buddies.

We drove down here in our rental car that we picked up in Richmond on Friday morning – we had wanted to make our way by public transportation but this was not possible as there is simply no connection of any sort by train or by bus. 

We came because it’s been 12 years since we last visited and that was a follow-up on the back of Sadie’s Winston Churchill Memorial Trust travel fellowship in 2010.  Sadie spent six weeks in Virginia and North Carolina to visit collections of ElizabethanNorth Devon pottery, but also to make first contact with the Community of Manteo.

 We haven’t flown at all since 2019 in a conscious decision to keep our carbon footprint as low as we can when we travel. We know quite a few folks down here and have kept in virtual contact all that time so we decided to visit for a few days at the start of the trip as it has been too long, we had a lot of catching up to do!!

The weekend has been a heady mix of socialising, eating and drinking in local bars, at peoples houses for dinner and visiting coffee shops and sandwich shops. 

We left the island on Monday morning to drive to Colonial Williamsburg. 

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Driving a rental to Manteo, Roanoke Island NCDriving a rental to Manteo, Roanoke Island NC

Roanoke Island is protected from the Atlantic by a long thin strip of barrier Islands called the Outer Banks OBX. To arrive in Manteo, we needed to drive the Croatan Highway from Kitty Hawk, through Kill Devil Hills and Nags Head. The buildings here are often built raised up on stilts for protection against flooding. Historically these sandbank islands were often breached by the ocean after big seas from storms and hurricanes. Now that there are roads and bridges it is most inconvenient when nature chooses to have her own way! Even Manteo on Roanoke Island, sheltered in the relative briney water of Pamlico Sound, it’s often flooded and houses that were originally built from the ground up by now routinely raised, in their entirety, onto stilts. This is clearly a very expensive process but there is government funding to help raise buildings that have already been flooded and are at risk again.

The fishing industry is big here based in Wanchese, the town at the southern end of Roanoke Island, where we luncheoned on clam chowder! Both of the towns were named after the Island’s two Native American leaders who, in 1584, were brought back to England and presented to Queen Elizabeth, helping with the job of deciphering and learning the Carolina Algonquian language.

The beach at OBX is 200 miles long! Like Saunton or Westward Ho! it is backed by dunes. It is known as the graveyard of the Atlantic, the same phrase given to North Devon‘s Coast; but this sea is treacherous because of its sand banks. You would have to travel 50 miles inland to find rock or stone because the interior is forested swamp. This makes beach combing an interesting hobby, where whole conch shells and fulgurite can be found on the yellow sand.

The shore was full of seagulls and waders, and we often saw pelicans and cormorants flying over the sea. Another similarity to North Devon is its sanderlings, which race along the sea’s edge, the dynamic few feet where the surf is continually advancing and retreating.

The Adventure BeginsThe Adventure Begins

When the reason for travel is the experience of the journey; when the destination is both fluid and dynamic; the adventure begins as soon as you leave the front door! 

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This time, from Paddington, we headed across Hyde Park in the direction of the Saatchi Gallery at Sloane Square. The autumn leaves were stunning against the bright blue sky. The Lakeside Café on the eastern shore of the Serpentine was beckoning as we neared Hyde Park corner, so we just had to drop in there for the best and cheapest tea, coffee, view and service in central London. Families were compelled to feed the birds crumbs of cake, which resulted in a deluge of pigeons descending on the vacated tables in clouds of frantic wings.

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Through her work, Samoylova juxtaposes the fragility of the natural world against the backdrop of capitalist irrationalities, unearthing long-term political dissonances.” And “Samoylova’s discerning gaze reveals a deep concern for the environmental imbalances that disrupt our lives.”

It failed to textualise perhaps the most obvious which was the uplifting joy the viewer experiences when engaging with the a colour palette crafted into her compositions.