December 2, 2009

I woke up this morning with a back ache so decided to go walking.  Went down to the main road, about a block away, the Costenera, and turned south.  I could see the ocean, but didn't know what kind of beach would be down there.  Eureka!  Just around the bend in the road is a nice long beach.  There's black sand from the road down to almost the edge of the surf, and then it changes to a shell base right down to the water.  I walked through the shells and as a life-long shell collector, picked up a couple as I walked.  Nothing spectacular, but it doesn't matter to me.  There's about 20 feet of little cone-shaped shells and then several different kinds of clam shells down to the water.  A good part of the shoreline is rocks so you get some really good sprays upward as the waves come in.  "Wow, that's a good one!"  (That's for my friend Denise.)  The crunch of the shells, the sound of the waves, the smell of the ocean--I'm in heaven. 

There's just one disconcerting element to beach walking here:  no one picks up their trash.  Even though there are garbage cans all along the beach.  The city needs one of those tractors with a rake.  Leaving no footprints is not a well known concept here yet.

But it won't stop me from walking the beach.  I may carry a bag each time and be my own one-woman clean-up crew.  And maybe one for shells.

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(Drive in on Cherry from Ft. Lowell or Vine from Prince)

Tucson, Az 

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