I walked about a mile over sand to get there carrying my sketch book and a water bottle. You can drive down the beach if you have the right kind of vehicle. The refuge on Assateague was crowded that day because it was open free to the public on National Parks Day, but I was all alone that far down the beach.
The abandoned Coast Guard Station looks a little spooky to me. I guess the reason they stopped using it is because the shifting sand extended the island another half mile down from there in a hook shape and probably changed the channel too.
I’m not going to do a finished painting of it because it’s too far to lug my painting gear. It’s pretty with red roofs contrasting with the stark empty beach.