This page contains, in journal form, the whole story of Chelle's Beach Adventure with guitarist Pete Kudelich to the Outer Banks of North Carolina in the summer of 1999.  Chelle sent in updates every few days or so, added to the bottom of the page.   You can click on a date link here at the top of the page or scroll down..  Come watch the plot unfold!

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fiddlin

May 11, 1999

I'm writing this while watching a spectacular sunset - streaks of red and pink and blue and gold reflected in the pond outside my window. Pete is back in Reston, finishing a few things and trying to get the last bugs tweaked out of our recording project.  With any luck, we'll have a saleable tape in a week or so.

Sunset at Jockey's Ridge
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Every good story has an interesting setting, and the setting for this story is a beautiful one.  We're living in an RV at Camp Hatteras, in Rodanthe, North Carolina.  If you look at a map of North Carolina, you'll notice a paranthetical string of islands, called the Outer Banks.  Rodanthe is near the middle, just above the sharp bend which is Cape Hatteras.

Our campsite is perfect, with limited neighbors... unless you count 23 ducklings and their families.  These little guys are hysterical to watch, and they come right up to the camper.  They seem to like the sound of my violin... I'm not sure what that says about my playing.

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Kylara & Ashley

I spent most of yesterday and today with my horse.  She's enjoying her new friends, and I'm meeting lots of "stable" people.  We went for a three hour ride down to the beach yesterday, and she got to see the ocean.  It was pretty scary for her, but she eventually got her feet wet.  Today we went for a shorter ride through the woods, and we're going back to the ocean tomorrow morning.

I finally got my photos scanned, thanks to my neighbor, Jerry Spencer!  Here they are at last - enjoy!!

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There are ducks swimming laps around the camper.  It has rained for two whole days, and I've watched the island get smaller and smaller.  The sound has flooded into the main (and only) road, and I'm watching cars go by through more than a foot of water.  There is no clear line anymore between the sound and the ocean - folks are navigating by buildings.  At this point, anything counts as a lighthouse.

Last night was pretty scary, with 40 MPH winds rocking the camper and lightning striking all around.  I'm not sure when I fell asleep, but I was surprised when I checked my watch and found that it was 7:AM.  It was still dark out, even though the sun should have risen at 6.  The rain and wind continue.

There is a small boat going by, along with the trucks, where the road used to be.  I guess it's gotten deep enough for that to be a commuter option at this point.  These pictures show the view out of my window... before and after the rain.

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I went over to the main lodge this morning, just to be in a building that didn't move.   I played a few tunes on fiddle and kalimba, and enjoyed duetting with the rain.   I hope it lets up long enough for me to walk out to the beach before dark.  I like watching a stormy ocean.

Here's another comparison... the ocean during this storm, and the ocean on a normal day.   Both photos were taken from the same location.  You can click on most of my photos for a larger picture.

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Here's a neat link to visit: Light Cam    It shows a live picture of the Hatteras lighthouse.  The purpose of the site is to let  folks watch the move when it begins.  I'm going to try to watch some of it from horseback if the park service will allow it.  Here are a couple of photos from before the move.

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May 18, Tuesday
Pete is finally here! Which means, we finally have a finished recording.   I listened to a little of the final product and I think it's very good.  It's called Island Time, and it's about an hour of music, on cassette.   Here's the song list:

Side 1
Ashokan Farewell - from Ken Burns' "The Civil War" mini-series.
Yell, Yell - an historic Scottish fiddle tune
Songs of Ireland - a collection of four traditional Irish tunes: The Minstrel Boy/The Last Rose Of Summer/Shule, Agra/The Pretty Girl Milking Her Cow
Shenandoah
Cameron Polkas - Gaelic polkas !?
El Cerifo
Three Ravens - a traditional 17th century English song

Side 2
Carolina In The Morning
Beaumont Rag
A collection of Latin American tunes: El Choclo/Morena/Cuba/Noche De Carnival
Polovetsian Dance - by Borodin.  This tune was later turned into the popular song, Stranger in Paradise.
Prelude in Em (Op 28, #4) by Chopin.  Our own unique arrangement... a Chopinova.
Island Time - a peaceful finale to the recording, this piece is played on an African Kalimba.

If you're interested in owning your own copy of this recording, we'd love to send you one.   The cost for a tape, including shipping, is $10.  CDs will be available after March 1st, 2000.  If you'd like a copy (or would like to hear samples), click here.

In other news...
Pete and I walked a couple miles north on the beach this evening, to have a look at the storm damage.  It amazes me how much the beach changed between last week and now.   There are cliffs that weren't there before. They look like miniature Grand Canyon walls, with lines and layers of different sands.  Several of the duned areas are completely flat now.  The sea is still fiercely angry, and reminds me of films I've seen of Hurricane Agnes on the Jersey shores.  We saw places where wooden walkovers had been ripped apart, and pieces of concrete walls, source unknown, were laying on the sand.

About two mies north, we encountered some sort of carcass that had washed up.  It was about 16 feet long, and approximately shaped like a small whale.  Pete thinks it was possibly a whale-shark.  We just looked them up on the internet and the pictures seem to fit that possibility.  Here's a good photo of a live one: http://www.wow.org.tw/species/shark/whale-s.jpg   (Apologies if the link doesn't always work.  Try again in a day or so if it's not working.)  I took some photos of the carcass, but I'm not sure you'd want to see them!  (OK - I've received a pile of requests, so here they are...)

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A little further up the beach, as the tide was coming in on us, we discovered a handful of rental properties that have become ocean-front homes in the worst way. We saw balconies dangling perilously over the crashing waves, stilt supports broken off halfway, and stairways which no longer reached the ground.

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May 21, Friday
Wow.  Another amazing sunset.  If I were to somehow gain nothing else from this adventure, I would be happy with just the memory of the view from my window.  It's great to be on the east coast, and still be able to watch the sun set over the water.  You can't see the mainland at all from here.  How many places can you think of, within a six hour drive from your home, where you can park in the middle, walk over to watch the sun rise over the ocean, and then walk all the way to the other coast in under 10 minutes?

For those of you who have been here, you know that the sunrises and sunsets are a full 360-degree experience.  The sky on the opposite horizon tends to light up with brilliant colors as well.  Jockey's Ridge is my favorite place to watch either event, because you're up high enough to see both the ocean and the sound without any buildings interrupting the view.

The ducklings, at least a few of them, have returned to the pond.  They had left during the storms, in search of calmer puddles.  So far, one family of four 'klings has returned. We also have resident geese, a snapping turtle, and jillions of hungry seagulls.  There are even a couple of neighbors with cats, so I can get my cat-petting fix every so-often.

There's a bus convention here - dozens of folks in half-million dollar bus/motor-home things.  Apparently they travel from place to place together.  Some of them are headed to Alaska after this!  They invited me to play a bit for their dinner meeting, so I got my first taste of playing in the new hall.


May 31, Monday
Wow!!  What a weekend!!  Lots of exciting news for us - we had our first big dance here at Camp Hatteras, and I got to sing in public for the first time!   Our recording, Island Time,  is now officially available for sale!  And, we played for the grand opening of the marina here, at sunset.

The days leading up to Saturday night's dance had Pete and me constantly busy.  While I finished up the artwork for the cassette and studied song lyrics, Pete created and programmed the accompaniment tracks for each of our songs.  We had our whole brand new sound system set up in the new conference hall, and everything sounded great. 

We moved all our gear into the game room Saturday afternoon, and started playing around 8:30.  We had a great crowd, and we played everything from Country to Swing to Rock.   I was so excited to get to sing for this event!  I've wanted to do this for a long time.  I'm still getting comments from the camp staff that the guests loved us!

Sunday night, we put on a completely different hat to play for sunset at the marina.   We played several things from Island Time, and we sold our first copy to Vivian from Chesapeake, VA!  We enjoyed a perfect sunset, and the full moon rose huge and orange just as the sunset faded away.  Pete and I packed up and headed down to the beach to see the moon over the water.  There were dozens of campfires all along the beach!  Some people were fishing, some had fireworks, some were toasting marshmallows, others had instruments... a perfect close to a perfect weekend!

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