Georgia had to go somewhere today so she dropped Skye and I off at the beach, so
we would only have to walk one direction from the beach. A tough day, barely 40
F, with a NW wind gusting to 30 kts, more than enough to blow sand around.
We hit the tide pretty low, but between a lot of sand and eyes on the verge of
tears from the stinging wind, fossil hunting was tough. Three teeth, this good
Snaggletooth, another one almost as big, but with some bite damage (an edge
sheared away), and a tooth so small I thought it might blow out of my hand
before I got it into the jar.
Clouds moved in about half way through the walk.
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