Sunday, June 23. 2013
What a difference a day makes. One day earlier it had been sunny and perfectly still, our most beautiful morning in Bandon ever. Today…a different kind of beautiful. It was raining so hard that the sand could not absorb the water as fast as it was coming down. Despite his umbrella, his Gore-Tex jacket, and his waterproof shoes, Lewis was not entirely pleased to be out in the weather—or to be photographed during his…ordeal. He eventually prevailed upon the Mom to take him back to the camper. Meanwhile, I stayed out and discovered that having taped seams on your Gore-Tex jacket is more than just a marketing ploy. My particular jacket did not and I was getting a little wet.
Rain or shine, Bandon Beach is beautiful; and this lowest tide of the year was revealing its treasures. Sea stars were plastered on every rock, many in the process of having a mussel for breakfast. Gooseneck barnacles, chitons, anemones, and sea cucumbers were all on full display. Crabs were everywhere—or rather crab bodies. (Crabs must hate these really low tides. The colonies of seabirds that live on the offshore sea stacks feast on them during these events.) Kelp and other sea plants were strewn across the beach like garland after a Christmas party. Despite the rain, I would not have wanted to be anywhere else.
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