Chariots of Fire Man.
There was an extremely low low tide near noon yesterday at Boundary Bay. It was one of those days that takes about an hour of walking over sand bars and and wading through dips to get out to the true edge of the water.
But it doesn't take long to discover the lugworms.
This is after all, the Kingdom of the Lugworms, as evidenced by their curlicue poop pagodas and ankle twisting downspout holes. But for us, we don't feel we've really done the low tide walk until we find the sand dollars, which start about halfway out in the deepest coldest dips.
First you find the bleached white tests of dead ones, but eventually you find the live, spine-covered purply ones. This is when I extol the wonders of echinoderms and the children walk away.
We did have one new sighting this time, a recently deceased Starry Flounder.
Here is the bottom, or left side.
Here is the top, or right side. Most are right sided, but some can be left sided. I don't know how that affects their social lives.
Everyone loves low tide walks, but I'm not sure this person with the turtle floatation device realizes how far she'll have to walk to find deep enough water to float.
A woman on horseback went galloping past, leaving the rest of us wondering whether to be annoyed by a potential breach of beach etiquette, or to be wowed by a galloping horse. Notice all four hoofs are in the air.
Turtle floatie lady and horse lady. Never the twain shall meet.
A final view of the Kingdom, with North Shore mountains as a backdrop.