Showing posts with label Beachcombing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Beachcombing. Show all posts

Saturday, May 28, 2016

Saturday Morning Beachcombing

Be sure to include beachcombing on your 'to do' list for Holbox.   Each morning, we'd pick a direction and start wandering. 

 
At low tide, you can walk around this point.  On our way back to town, we followed a path through the property on top the rocks. 
 

This cottage colony appears to be surrendering to the sea. 
 

Some beach areas consist of mounds of tiny little shells that crunch under your feet at the tide line.  In other zones the sand is smooth.  We saw lots of starfish at the shoreline, and I picked up some large cockles in one area.


The irony of the A La Playa sign is the waves appear to be lapping the foundation at high tide.


Another structure (a bano) eroded by the tide.
 
 
Nets left at the shoreline.  
 
 
Fishermen pulling in their nets.
 
 
Beach hieroglyphics?
 
 
Turnaround point.  The end!
 
 
 

Monday, January 11, 2010

Slim Pickins

Sounds like a Country Western singer, doesn't it? But no, it's not. I'm referring to the amount of seaglass we found on our Southern California trip. From five days of beachcombing the beaches listed on some of the seaglass blogs, this is what we found! And when I say beachcombing, I mean it. We spent in excess of an hour and a half with both of us looking at each location. Paltry pickins! We were really disappointed. For anyone who hunts seaglass on Isla Mujeres, this wouldn't even be a decent take for an hour hunt on Playa Media Luna, much less five days of beachcombing.


At the end of our quest on our last day at the beach on Coronado Island, we were headed back to the car. Actually, we were lost and trying to figure out where we'd entered the beach. Suddenly, Craig spotted this thing rolling in on the waves. He waited until the tide went out and retrieved it.


A big turbo shell! Dead shell, no animal inside. A great way to end five days of beachcombing. The thing measures about 5 by 5 inches. I think my beachcombing angel was giving me a little present! Actually, I think I know who that angel might be! ; )

P.S. I need to put a little disclaimer to let people know we were not in a protected area when we found this!