Our camping trip to the coast was marvelous! We were camped near the beach and could see the waves breaking from our motor home picture window-on-the-world, and sleeping at night you could hear the sounds of waves breaking. Of course, it was VERY cold on Thursday but we walked the beach anyway, but by Friday it was overcast but much warmer with very little wind and we were able to ride our bikes on the hard damp sand which was like riding on asphalt.
Do you know what this is? We do now. This is the bubble in the sand that indicates that a clam is below buried in the sand. On Saturday we watched a clam dig...lots of folks all up and down the beach with their shovels, tools, net bags and buckets, with lots of dogs and kids. It was a perfect morning for it - warm enough for them to be walking in the water barefooted (or some in their waders!), and we got quite an education...and all this before the pancake breakfast at the campground.
This is what the beach looked like all up and down our coast, as the diggers leave hole after hole in the sand, to be filled in once again when the tide comes in. And while folks dug for clams, we gathered up a few beautiful sand dollars that came in with the tide. We are grateful for this adventure!
Our camping trip to the coast was marvelous! We were camped near the beach and could see the waves breaking from our motor home picture window-on-the-world, and sleeping at night you could hear the sounds of waves breaking. Of course, it was VERY cold on Thursday but we walked the beach anyway, but by Friday it was overcast but much warmer with very little wind and we were able to ride our bikes on the hard damp sand which was like riding on asphalt.
Do you know what this is? We do now. This is the bubble in the sand that indicates that a clam is below buried in the sand. On Saturday we watched a clam dig...lots of folks all up and down the beach with their shovels, tools, net bags and buckets, with lots of dogs and kids. It was a perfect morning for it - warm enough for them to be walking in the water barefooted (or some in their waders!), and we got quite an education...and all this before the pancake breakfast at the campground.
This is what the beach looked like all up and down our coast, as the diggers leave hole after hole in the sand, to be filled in once again when the tide comes in. And while folks dug for clams, we gathered up a few beautiful sand dollars that came in with the tide. We are grateful for this adventure!
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