(Psst--here's why we were so excited to go here!)
I came down a little bit when we reached the beach and I realized that it was total coincidence that I'd happened to bring us here when the tide was at its lowest, as I hadn't researched THAT at all--oops!
Oh, well! It was, indeed, low tide, so shark tooth hunting we did go!
|He apparently entertained himself in part by finding weird stuff that other people did on the beach.|
|Syd entertained herself by getting cold and wet.|
|And Will and I did this!|
|Our preferred method was to scoop up some of the rocks and sand underneath the flowing water and gently sift it in our hand or shovel, much like we'd learned to do when panning for gold.|
|But did we find fossil shark teeth, you may be wondering?|
|We did! We didn't find dozens upon dozens, but in the two hours that we spent there, Will and I each found several.|
|Every time I would decide that we really should go--we still had to drive over to Valley Forge that night!--I'd find another fossil shark tooth, and be re-immersed in hunting, all over again.|
|Finally, just as the very last rays of sun were hitting the beach, I tore Will and myself away from the sharks so that we could take just one walk and experience, you know, the actual beach!|
|And then it seriously was this dark, so we really did leave!|