Still chasing those 10,000 daily footsteps, I set out this morning after my weight workout and breakfast to explore a different area of town. One of my neighbors told me yesterday about this beach, with vague directions. Once I reached the general area, a kindly dog-walker pointed me towards the beach access. This is not state park land nor, I imagine, do many tourists find there way here. As a result, it's very natural and ungroomed and at low tide should have plenty of tide-pooling critters. Unfortunately, it's also rather heavily trashed around the access entry -- must be a hangout for local teenagers, or others who don't understand the concept of 'haul it in, haul it out'. A trash bin might help. There was no one else walking this beach today, and the only signs of recent occupancy were some deer tracks and a few big dog prints -- fortunately not in the same place. Above, the beach gives a different view of Chetco Point.
It's not an overly photogenic beach, but there are lots of rocks and shells, even a starfish that had begun to dry out (but not enough so for me to pick it up and put it in my backpack!). As usual, these and many other patterns in the sand piqued my interest.
More patterns in the sand. I'm glad to have discovered this beach that is within easy walking distance from home. The weather gods were with me -- just as I arrived the fog lifted and the sun shone bright and warm. Only about 4400 footsteps, but the day is young.
Still chasing those 10,000 daily footsteps, I set out this morning after my weight workout and breakfast to explore a different area of town. One of my neighbors told me yesterday about this beach, with vague directions. Once I reached the general area, a kindly dog-walker pointed me towards the beach access. This is not state park land nor, I imagine, do many tourists find there way here. As a result, it's very natural and ungroomed and at low tide should have plenty of tide-pooling critters. Unfortunately, it's also rather heavily trashed around the access entry -- must be a hangout for local teenagers, or others who don't understand the concept of 'haul it in, haul it out'. A trash bin might help. There was no one else walking this beach today, and the only signs of recent occupancy were some deer tracks and a few big dog prints -- fortunately not in the same place. Above, the beach gives a different view of Chetco Point.
It's not an overly photogenic beach, but there are lots of rocks and shells, even a starfish that had begun to dry out (but not enough so for me to pick it up and put it in my backpack!). As usual, these and many other patterns in the sand piqued my interest.
More patterns in the sand. I'm glad to have discovered this beach that is within easy walking distance from home. The weather gods were with me -- just as I arrived the fog lifted and the sun shone bright and warm. Only about 4400 footsteps, but the day is young.
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