Low tide was conveniently at 1pm for some midday tidepooling. We’d been planning to walk to another beach farther away, but realized that the beach across from our hotel looked like it would have plenty of tidepools. Just as we got down to the beach, there was enough breeze and a bit of a drizzle that a couple of the party turned back for coats, but the rain cleared up quickly. I hadn’t bothered to bring sandals on the trip and happily managed to keep my tennies dry — and was pleasantly surprised by their grippiness. Glued to the rocks were barnacles, limpets, chitons, and sea anemones galore. In the pools and trenches, fish darted and lobsters dueled. Everything seemed to come in a fractal of scales. Crabs, from smaller than my pinky nail to as big as my fist, gobbled pink and green algae from the rocks, feeding themselves claw over claw. Pelicans glided overhead while endless strings of long-necked black shorebirds raced low over the water. did a chiton or the hollow come first? so!…
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