Today, there is no cell service. AT&T has flung the east cost back into the stone ages…like 1998….

The boys went to the range and the girls went…doesn’t matter. 😏

After a couple hours of blowing things up, we were hungry. We mailed letters to the women letting them know we’re stopping for lunch. (No celly celly, no texty texty)

We found a brew house and did what men do: ordered beer and spoke of guns and meat. Actually, we ordered craft brews and fried grouper platters…and talked about guns. A little more hipster than our personalities were used to, but it was worth the change.

Big, hand-cut fries. Just slightly over-fried batter on the fish, but it was really good anyway.

The neat part about this place is that it is powered by a small/medium sized windmill.

Definitely check it out if you’re in the Nag’s Head/ Kitty Hawk/ Outer Banks area.