It was about 90, partly cloudy, humid, and not so nearly breezy enough. But we went anyway.
An Osprey overlooks the beach.
A large
Geoduck (pronounce gooey-duck) Clam shell, intact and fresh from a fresh slide. We brought it home.
The Osprey got off his ass and went and caught a fish.
Dogging it on the way back.
Not the best fossil day, we got 17 shark's teeth, and a couple of drum's teeth, including this very small (but I've seen smaller)
Snaggletooth.
The disappointment of the day, a badly shattered blade from a
White Shark.
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