One of my regular haunts is the Outer Banks of North Carolina, particularly Hatteras Island. I first discovered Hatteras at the tender age of 18 months, arriving on-island via the shallow-draft ferry that precluded the now-obsolete Herbert C. Bonner Bridge, which was completed in 1962. The drive down Hatteras Island follows one route, Highway 12, the single two-lane highway that stretches from one end of the Outer Banks to the other. Highway 12 cuts a pretty straight line down Hatteras Island, and in some places the island is so narrow, you could literally throw a rock over the highway while standing in the Pamlico Sound and hit the ocean with it. One of those narrow spots is through a section called Pea Island, which, while currently is not technically an island, historically was separate from the main Hatteras Island.
During the 1930s, at the height of the Great Depression, a hurricane came through and cut two small inlets through Pea Island. At that time, a ferry brought cars from the mainland to the northernmost end of the island. These two new inlets made it impossible for the cars to continue down the island, so two small bridges were built to accommodate the traffic, which then continued down the island along the beach; at that time, there were no paved roads. Just a few years later, the inlets closed back up again, eliminating any further need for the bridges. But the bridges remained, decade after decade, and my early childhood trips were filled with fascination about the history of the bridge we could see from Highway 12 that ended abruptly in the middle of the water.
A few years ago I had the pleasure of speaking with Ocracoke resident Corky Pentz, who told me his grandfather first arrived on Hatteras Island via a Model A Ford, which he drove over what is now known as The Bridge to Nowhere.
Here’s short video of a paddle through the remaining pilings of the smaller bridge section.