MikeJacobs
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I was minding my own business this AM about 1 o'clock, pondering how GREAT it is to live here and wondering why I didn't move 30 years ago, just drinking coffee and smoking good tobacco, when a neighbor waving her arms wildly on the beach caught my eye.
It was Andrea, who has lived on the beach there for a decade and seen many turtles, trying to get me to come down to watch a leatherback lay about 50 yards from my balcony.
We got pics this time... I'll post. She hauled herself up that "cliff" that the rough surf carved in the beach and spent about an hour flippin' sand and looking like... a sea turtle out of water.
Another neighbor and her grandson came down and we quietly let her go about her business until finshed. When she made the turn for the surf (2" breakers) we took a few pictures and somebody (not me) baby-talked her back into the water.
How cool... I can't imagine moving off the beach because this Peter Pan factor gets more significant all the time...
It was Andrea, who has lived on the beach there for a decade and seen many turtles, trying to get me to come down to watch a leatherback lay about 50 yards from my balcony.
We got pics this time... I'll post. She hauled herself up that "cliff" that the rough surf carved in the beach and spent about an hour flippin' sand and looking like... a sea turtle out of water.
Another neighbor and her grandson came down and we quietly let her go about her business until finshed. When she made the turn for the surf (2" breakers) we took a few pictures and somebody (not me) baby-talked her back into the water.
How cool... I can't imagine moving off the beach because this Peter Pan factor gets more significant all the time...