Camping on Bear Island, NC

by Eliot and Quincy Larsen

We took a trip to Bear Island. No, there were not any bears on the island. We were going to go out on kayaks, but instead we got someone to take us out on a boat, for cheaper that what we were going to pay for the kayaks. We got to see dolphins on the way out. In my opinion dolphins look really glassy and almost fake. It was really cool to see them jumping in and out of the water. Quincy managed a shot of one.

After we had gotten dropped off it was time to hike out to our campsite, on the other side of the island. When we got to the campsite we set up our tent and then got ready to go in the water. It was so much fun swimming in the waves that just kept crashing on us over and over. I was getting a bit cold and so was Quincy so we got dried off and then it was getting close to dinner time.

Our dad started making dinner and then went to sit on the beach while Quincy and I decided to start wrestling in the sand and getting sand all over ourselves. Our dad joked saying that he should’ve brought another tent with him so he didn’t have to sleep in a lot of sand. In the end of that day we gave up trying to get all of the sand off of ourselves.

That evening we went out exploring.

We saw lots of crabby pattys AKA crabs. Quincy was so fond of finding all of these crabs. A lot of them were so small and cute, and didn’t pinch too much.

We are walking back to the boat were we will get picked up from the island. We didn’t find any crabs on the way back but we did find some jelly fish and a horseshoe crab. The beach was so fun. There were so many shells at the top of the island you could not see the sand. Quincy found a sand dollar which he thought was a sea biscuit.

After a decent night’s sleep we got up and had some oatmeal for breakfast and then Quincy wanted to go swimming again. This was at like 9:00 am and he was very persistent about it. We got very cold very quickly. After drying off and packing up we started walking back along the beach. There were little shower things that I used to wash my feet off before we started the last half of the trek back. After we got on the boat back we took the faster root back and saw another ship wreck that was a lot bigger and looked like someone’s personal yacht that had hit something too shallow. We got back and my dad paid for the person who took us out on the island. That was our stay at Bear Island, North Carolina.