One day you wash up on the beach, wet and naked. Another day you wash back out. In between, the scenery changes constantly.
Saturday, February 2, 2013
A Saturday Afternoon at the Beach
Skye and I waited until after lunch for our Saturday stroll at the beach, hoping for a little warmer temperatures (at least I was hoping; Skye doesn't actually perceive temperature, as near as I can tell). It got up near freezing, but the sun went away. At least it wasn't windy...
One eagle was on station in a tree up the beach.
The tide was pretty low (see the top picture, showing the exposed sand bar, with a ring of frozen bay water around it. I didn't find too many teeth, but this one was pretty good. A lower tooth from a Mako, I think. Skye makes a cameo.
I also found this intact Eagle Ray mouth plate. They're pretty soft, so finding one this complete is rarer than finding a decent shark's tooth.