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ADVENTURES 2016
Chart Out Your Perfect Beach Vacation . . . . . 2
Keeping You Connected . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 3
Planning Your Beach Getaway . . . . . . . . . . . 4
Linen Club Services . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 5
Rate Seasons . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 6
Sand Castles . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 8
Island Sand Castles . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 38
Grande Villas . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 60
Oceanfront Cottages . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 78
Oceanfront Duplexes . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 100
Second Row Cottages . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 130
Second Row Duplexes . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 142
Middle Row Cottages . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 149
Middle Row Duplexes . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 156
Soundfront Cottages & Duplexes . . . . . . . . 158
Condominiums . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 162
Property Management . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 182
Monthly & Winter Rentals . . . . . . . . . . . . . 183
Emerald Isle Realty Sales . . . . . . . . . . . . . 184
Meet Our Team . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 186
Family Traditions . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 188
Activities and Excursions . . . . . . . . . . . . . 189
Weddings . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 190
Wedding Traditions . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 191
Rate Seasons Calendar . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 192
Island Essentials . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 193
My favorite part of weekend arrival days at Emerald Isle Realty
is watching as you road-weary travelers turn into our driveway
and cruise up to our Tiki Hut for our outdoor check-in. I love your
enormous smiles and shouts of “We are finally here!” as a cheery
“Glad you are here! Welcome back!” echoes from our sunlit
young people as they give you your keys and welcome bags.
Fifty years ago you arrived in block-long Chevy station wagons
with wood trim on the sides and stowed in the back were canvas
rafts and Styrofoam boards for riding the waves (yep, we also
used Styrofoam cooler lids in a pinch). Twenty years ago you
journeyed to the coast in minivans loaded down with pint size kid
bikes and small boogie boards. Now, more often than not, you are
navigating an SUV and it is immediately obvious that every family
member, from grandparents down to parents and, of course, the
kids, is athletic, fit and ready to have days filled with family
adventures. Crayola colored kayaks are strapped to the roof,
hybrid bikes ready to tackle the Emerald Isle bike paths or hard
packed beach are mounted on the tailgate, and right behind
you in the next vehicle is a young couple sporting two paddle
boards for gliding Bogue Sound or skimming just beyond the
breakers. Surf boards, there are always so many surf boards…
long board for the “dad bod,” lightning quick smaller boards for
the teens and tweens, and body boards in every hue for toddlers
to grownups. Others are pulling 19 foot center console boats
perfect for discovering our smaller, nearby barrier islands and
hauling in a fresh catch of flounder, blues and puppy drum.
Although chilling under a beach umbrella with my favorite family
nearby for conversation will never lose its charm, on our recent
cousin’s week over 40 members of our extended family gathered
on the beach for long summer days full of surfing, paddle
boarding, Ultimate Frisbee Kan Jam, soccer and football. With 10
young ‘uns under the age of 12, plus two teen age boys, numerous
moms, dads, aunties and uncles, grandmas and granddads, we
encamped by the sea for our daily adventures. Blessed with day
after day of sunny perfection, calm seas and blissful breezes,
we were given a glimpse of heaven on our final day together,
Saturday. The Atlantic Ocean was beribboned that day with streaks
of deepest navy, vibrant Caribbean turquoise, and the most
delicious honeydew hued green. The waves were shyly lapping
but still ride-able for our young surfers and body boarders. Our
fifteen year old young men stood tall on their paddleboards and
with great sweeping strokes of their paddles flew to the horizon
and back again, returning with starry eyed tales of the colonies
of luminous sea creatures they had seen through the crystalline
ocean waters on this most divine day of days. Hearts beating
in rhythm with the sea, hearts soaring with the joy of pure animal
adrenaline, hearts gathered in a family circle by the sea.
Julia Batten Wax