Before we left for home I checked the weather at Cove Point, and it was showing 42 F with a stiffish north wind, but by the time Skye and I made it to the beach, the wind had mostly died and temperatures were climbing. I was just a hair overdressed.
One thing about living near Patuxent River Naval Air Station is you never know what
bizarre kind of air craft are going to show up.
The best of 23 some teeth (and one crab claw), a well worn, but interestingly colored Snaggletooth.
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