
When Ida first came roaring through the Outer Banks, the rain poured and the wind howled. Each hour, the waves increased in size.

The pier was a great place to gauge the height of the waves.

Later the sun came up, but the surf kept rising.
We believe this was the state inspector for the fishing pier.

It was interesting to see him out there with the waves crashing against the pier.

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