Georgia found some lame excuses not to go to the beach this morning (important UPS delivery, friend coming, and Novocaine wearing off from a dental trip), so I had to go alone. The thermometer at home said 47, but it was sunny, and I decided to try it without a jacket.
That was a mistake. There was a stiff north wind (25-30 kts) out of the north, and the waves were rolling up on the beach. A good day to be a duck. But I persisted.
I still managed to make it a mile or so before freezing solid (actually, by the time I was finished, it was starting to feel OK). I did manage to eke out 5 shark's teeth, including these two that I found on one stoop.
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