Tuesday, April 19, 2016


As soon as I carved out a week between jobs, I knew where I wanted to spend part of it.

I arrived at Chincoteague before noon and wasted no time pedaling to the beach.  The usual access trail was closed until three so I took the long way around.

No matter. It was a day for cycling — and shelling, sunning and walking on an almost-empty beach.

I strolled almost an hour north absorbing the sun, sand and sea, then turned south and made my back to the towel. The channeled whelks I collected filled a flimsy plastic bag and banged against my leg as I trudged along. I didn't pick up this item, though I did take its picture.

It is, apparently, a channeled whelk egg case. Something I've never seen before.

The shells themselves are in the car, making it oh so aromatic for the drive home.

But that's a couple days away. What I have now is a gift of time — and a place I love to spend it in.

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