Today I woke up sick. My immune system is about as reliable as the cell phone signals down here. But I persevered. I swallowed some aspirin, chased them with some dayquil and toast, and went to Corolla in search of wild horses with the Hubby-pants.
We didn’t find any.
Not a one.
There were hoof prints in the sand. Horse poop on the dunes. Very promising evidence of horses, but we couldn’t find them. Total bummer-sauce. But we did enjoy some awesome off-roading on the beach.