Brian and I spent last weekend on Chincoteague, a place I've wanted to visit since I was ten years old and read all about Misty. The island was busier than we expected, packed full of tourists and mediocre restaurants. But our B&B was quaint, our breakfasts delicious, our time on the shore relaxing and pleasant. We loved the solitude we found in the protected landscape of Assateague, the quietness of the beach after a half-mile walk away from all the people.
Here are some images from our very memorable weekend. I hope we return one day.