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“Did you hear they’ve finally got the name right, Hal? Callin’ it by it proper name now ‘Bow-fort’ instead of ‘Bew-fort’ like they do down there in South Carolina.”
The gray-haired lady, blue apron covering her flowered dress, sat in her chair in the corner of the Buccaneer Inn’s breakfast room.
A monotonous stream of word’s flowed from her mouth to all bodies that walked through the door. I wasn’t even sure if there really was a Hal, in the room, but I delighted in it nevertheless.
I looked at the laughing eyes of my parents; they couldn’t have seen a better Southern character in any of the Hollywood movies that had romanticized them for years in their living room back in Australia.
We visited Beaufort with my parents and 2 year old Kalyra in 2010. We revisited with 14 year old Kalyra and 10 year old Savannah in 2021 on a trip exploring the Cyrstal Coast.
This post whill share the best things to do in Beaufort, North Carolina as we experienced on both trips.
About Beaufort, NC
With its raw edge and historical charm, Beaufort quickly became one of our new favorite North Carolina towns.
The town has a long history in fishing, whaling, and more notoriously, piracy, earning it many ‘Pirate Town’ accolades, and “America’s best small town”.
Founded in 1709, Beaufort is the 3rd oldest town in NC, and the 12th oldest town in North America.
With many of the homes still owned by original families, you know this is a neighborhood that is happy to keep Beaufort’s traditional spirit passing down through the ages. Drop your pretenses on the drive in and just come as you are.
Beaufort is a small town located on the Cyrstal Coast at the southern end near the Outer Banks in North Carolina.
A known pirate town, Beaufort, NC was on my Dad’s list of things to see on this South East Coast road trip. He knew all the rumors of Captain Blackbeard’s jaunts – one of the most feared renegades of the seas – in the sleepy village off the Atlantic Ocean.
Driving into town, historic homes greeted us from under the shade of the overhanging oak trees, and waved us down to the waterfront to catch our ferry over to the Outer Bank islands.
We ambled along to the dock, keeping in tune with the sleepy vibe of the town. I liked the peace it radiated and felt I was in the right place for some…
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