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 when it wore off, we were toast!
The haul is going into a bleach bath (minus the olives; don’t want their shine to wear off). That shiny thing in the center is a dime sitting on top of a moon snail.