Day 14: Myrtle Beach, SC to Kill Devil Hills, NC

The morning was....Fuzzy. The weather was nice, not to hot, just a little cloudy. However, it was the first 300+ mile day we had done this trip. It used to be routine, but we had never run for two weeks straight before. Needless to say, it was a bit much. Our butts started screaming after 275 miles, and once they start fidgeting you are done for the rest of the trip. Even the eventual beauty of the Outer Banks could not ease the pain of our outer flanks.

So dinner at Awful Arthur's( an old standby) and a new Arthur's shirt(also a standby) helped to ease the pain. With a room overlooking the Kitty Hawk Pier and a bottle of wine, the evening wound down. Goodnight.