There were some exposed mud flats close to shoreline/promenade. I peered down and saw some fiddler crabs waving in a threatening manner at one another – “look girls, my claw is MUCH bigger than his!” – but no king’s crowns, alas! It would have been pretty easy to clamber down there and retrieve them, had I spied any.
Dontcha just love mangroves? They are so weird! some of them that are just starting out sending down roots sort of look humanoid, but once they get more than two, they don’t spook me out much any more.