Above, the pile at Blind Pass. This is to the immediate right of the rock jetty as you face the Gulf. Probably the biggest pile I’ve seen to date in my life! Above, Gary digs into the pile with his claw. We’re not long for this beach; at this point, we’ve been awake too long and our defenses against the cold are WAY down. I think the initial adrenaline was protecting us somewhat, but...
Above, we have the entire haul. Not bad for a couple of hours work. The amount of tulips was amazing, and I was surprised at how very little live stuff was in the pile. It was all basically very clean; I didn’t rinse anything before putting it into my collection bag, as the sea was EXTREMELY rough and I didn’t want to get soaked. When I got it all home and rinsed it in...
Is it legal to do the “Sanibel Stoop” on Captiva? Here we see Chris, Kim and Tootie all searching with their flashlight for something, anything. Kim actually found TWO fan shells. I found one too, but it was incredibly beat up. Still, first fan shell I ever found. Also found a small whelk, a turban, an apple murex, and a pink auger. After a while, we all headed back to the car. It was...
Incredible amount of “kibbles -n- bits” this evening (well, morning actually), with a lone mangrove pod.
There was a surprise ledge of more than a foot right by the rock jetty, composed nearly entirely of shells. Well, pieces of shells, anyway. This is a rough beach. Things get dashed against the rocks and smashed to bits. The cliff is immediately followed by a sharp slope downward into the water, and the waves were “right there”, so none of us jumped down.
Circa 1:00 AM, we decided to leave. I took custody of the car keys, and we drove a short distance to Blind Pass. Gary and Tootie keep flashlights in the car for such purposes. We wuz goin’ shell huntin’! To the right, we see the lovely Kim posing next to a sign that explicitly instructs the reader as to the advisability of parking ON the beach. Wisely, I chose to position the vehicle in...
Someone ordered me a bottle of Tweenie’s very own water. Chris decided we needed to photograph it a la Food and Wine Festival. Clearly, she appreciates this water as indicated by the upwardly extending (and thoroughly opposable, I am sure) thumb.
Here we are at The Crow’s Nest. The band was called The Modulators. I thought they were OK. One of the singers was often off-key and/or talk-sung a lot. The crowd seemed to like them ok. They play an ecclectic selection of tropical resort fare. When you walk into The Crow’s Nest, you come in through a wide front porch. The area in which you enter has a big screen TV where you can...
This is a light fixture near the elevator at Tweenie’s. I thought it was pretty cool, so it’s going on the blog.
