“I believe that a leaf of grass is no less than a journey-work of the stars”
Walt Whitman
The local folks told us a lot of stories about how to plant beach grass. There were some creative approaches, including using a broom handle to both create the hole and push in the sprig, but common sense, what we read and what we heard were not in agreement. We tried several things before Vince finally designed a tool for planting that would work for us. This tool is a long dibble that can be used from a standing position, so that Vince can poke holes in the sand at the correct depth for planting, and I can then drop in the sprigs and fill the holes. Vince machined the dibble at home and had it welded by one of his friends at the Navy Lab. It's made of stainless steel, so it will be a useful tool for a very long time. It’s really too heavy, but it works for us. One year, we planted more than 6,000 sprigs across the winter. I complained, but it was a good thing to do.
The first time we ever planted beach grass was over Christmas. 2000 / New Year’s 2001. It was unusually cold, and the ground was frozen. We used the fireplace poker from the house we had rented to poke the holes. The grass that we planted thrived, but we didn’t get many sprigs in the ground that day!
The grass that we call “dune grass,” but whose name is really “American Beach Grass,” needs to be planted in the winter. We buy the grass sprigs in bundles of 250 from
When Vince and I bought the lot in August, 1999, it was flat. At the time, we had no idea how important it was that the lot NOT be flat, especially not flat enough to easily see the breakers from the very back end of the property! Vince and I didn’t own a 4wd vehicle, and we were busy with other parts of life, so we didn’t go back up to the lot until Christmas, 2000. Not checking on the property was a mistake. People had been using it as a drive-through short cut to get to the properties on the next row back, creating a big depressed swath from front to back. Taking Ben Cubler’s advice, we had some guys put up the first of many, many rows of sand fence (they call it “sand fencin’”). It was New Year’s Eve, and those boys were already drinking, but the fence did go in. It was a beginning, at least. From then on, we fenced and planted, fenced and planted, and by the winter of 2002 / 2003, there was enough of a little bump of a dune and enough thriving grass sprigs to hope that we could get a CAMA (Coastal Area Management Act) permit. Firm plans were made to build the house that next fall. The Severna Park house was renovated and put on the market, I sold my school, Vince retired from Uncle Sam and began a temporary double dipping job in Arlington, VA., and we rented a little “beach box” house in Kill Devil Hills so that I could watch over the construction.
Two weeks later, on September 18, 2003, Hurricane Isabel took our entire sand dune, leaving the land scoured bare and flat, like a pancake…or the desert… flatter than flat! There was not a sprig of beach grass to be found anywhere, but the big clump of sea oats on the northeast corner survived. We were completely devastated, and it was time to start over.
In late September, 2003, North Carolina Sea Grant published The Dune Book, by Spencer Rogers and David Nash. Spencer Rogers has been the coastal construction and erosion specialist for NC Sea Grant in
http://www.ncseagrant.org/index.cfm?fuseaction=news_item&id=238
This is what the lot looked like after the hurricane: Very bleak.
By obtaining a CAMA minor permit in late autumn that year, we were allowed to have enough sand hauled in to jump start the new dune. Mark Thompson did the hauling, sculpting a mound about 4’ high and 20’ deep across the 120’ width of the lot. New sand fence was put in across the winter, and we planted beach grass at every opportunity. When the weather warmed, Vince and I planted 200 sea oat seedlings bought from Angie Kite at Coinjock Farms. Our dream for the new house was still alive and well, but it was in the nebulous future and completely dependent on the whims of the wind and the sea. Vince was determined to get that dune back into shape, and we spent a tremendous amount of time and energy either fencing or planting or fertilizing. By 2005, Vince had become dissatisfied with hiring local men to put in sand fence, and we began to do the work ourselves.
As a side note, it is important to understand that the damage from Hurricane Isabel came not from the wind as much as from the unusually high storm surge (26’ one mile out). If our house had been standing, it would not have been damaged.
Here are two slideshows to show the lot in 2003, before Hurricane Isabel, and then this year when we decided to build.
