SULLIVAN’S ISLAND, S.C. – I touched a hurricane today.
Hurricane Earl’s deadly riptides have already claimed a surfer somewhere along the East Coast, according to an overheard conversation back in Ocean City.
A couple of fishermen were the only other souls at a beach in Sullivan’s Island today and while Melani and Trevor mined the bare beach for shells, I walked along the water’s edge and let the hurricane-tossed waves wash over my feet. The water was so warm and inviting, every splash a siren’s call.
It was delicious.