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The Beach at Dog Island: Privacy & Seashells

The Beach at Dog Island: Privacy Abounds

Need privacy? The beach on Dog Island is the place for you if you are an adaptable traveler willing to trade luxury for solitude. We enjoyed our time there. A wealth of gorgeous seashells awaited. I collected bags of extra large scallop shells that I turned into spa packages later that year, filling them with fancy soaps and soft washcloth and bath salts/bubbles. I wrapped them up with a big fancy bow. I filled other shells with a small plastic baggie of white sand and tiny seashells and a votive candle…very zen-like! They made lovely hostess gifts. Of course, at the time, I wasn’t sure what I would do with the shells. I only knew they were wonderful and I had to have them.

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We did not see another person all afternoon and evening. We felt completely alone on a castaway island.

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I saw feisty crabs and shy stingrays as well as small seabirds and raccoon tracks.

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I only saw one stingray, but still, whenever I entered the water, I did the “Stingray Shuffle”. Just in case. The stingray is hard to see because of the water’s surface, but if you look closely, you’ll notice the long barb:

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We walked until we lost the light, then turned back and walked in the dark, watching the lightning over the mainland.

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As stated before, the Pelican Inn is rustic. There is a kitchen in each unit, but it is basic. There is no store or restaurant on the island. While the Inn has running water, it is not potable, so drinking water must be carried in.

Unfortunately, during the unpacking of our car, the beer was left behind. My husband wasn’t very happy, but he couldn’t say anything because he’d forgotten his own beer. I pulled one beer out, a can I’d thrown into the cooler, the last one in the fridge, just before we left for our getaway. He took it, happy to have a beer, but still miffed that it would be his last until we left the island. I cheerfully reminded him we had rum and he could have mojitos.

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Okay. He could have rum and coke, too. I felt bad, but there really wasn’t any way to rectify the situation without paying $75 to take the ferry back to the mainland and I knew that wasn’t going to happen. Maybe next time I ask if he got everything out of the car, he won’t snap my head off. Or maybe not. Either way, I still love that old dog.