Echoes of a Forgotten Pier - Southport, NC 0148

Lori and I arrived in Southport and embraced the cool breeze of the Cape Fear River as it swept through the air. We briefly explored the quaint town and checked into our hotel for a short stay. I came here to look for isolated scenes to create some art with my camera.

There was something timeless about Southport. We strolled down Moore Street, the heart of the historic district, where the old town church steeples rose high above the rooftops. The peacefulness of it all was a stark contrast to the city's bustling life.

I was drawn to the edge of the water, the docks stretched out before me, old boats gently rocking in the tide, their paint chipped and fading from years of use. I noticed a group of pillars battered by the weather; I knew this would be my focus (pun intended) for an early sunrise.

We arrived early to take in the scene; I always enjoy the view before I take out the camera. Finding the best compositions, I set up my tripod and waited. Timing is everything; good or great can be separated by seconds or several minutes.

I couldn’t help but feel that I had found something rare in Southport—something that can’t be rushed, something minimalistic yet felt.

I enjoyed our short stay.

Dave