One day you wash up on the beach, wet and naked. Another day you wash back out. In between, the scenery changes constantly.
Wednesday, January 10, 2018
The First Teeth of 2018
It was still only 37 F and cloudy when I finished my chore, and gave in to Skye's demand for the daily event. Fortunately, there wasn't any wind to speak of.
The warm weather yesterday hasn't made much of a dent in the ice piled up by the tide. Georgia and Skye at the base of the cliff, maybe not the best idea when it's thawing, which is when chunks of the cliff are most prone to fall.
You could hear loons calling from off shore, although I couldn't spot them.
The best two teeth. Georgia found the baby Mako, while I got the Snaggletooth lower, which was frozen into the shell hash along the shoreline. We found a total of 7 teeth, of which Georgia found 5.