The museum is now open with new health and safety procedures like free timed tickets and required cloth face masks.
Along the northwestern rim of Wake County runs a lean piece of land known as “The Harricane.” It got its name from a renegade storm that ripped through the area many years ago.
The only crops that ever thrived there were rocks and moonshine and, for a long time, it was a no-man’s land. Only the brave or the foolish dared go down its red roads unannounced.
Its boundaries were like quicksilver, always “half a mile” further on, no matter where you asked.
The Harricane has changed now, but there’s a wildness still in the land, and if you look down the rutted lanes or through scrabbly growths of pine, you can still find glimpses of its past unmarred by time.