"I'm never ever coming here again. I don't like oceans, sand, or tide pools." (Morgan, age 3) She did not like getting her feet wet or touching icky things. All she wanted to do was go back to the beach entrance and play at the playground in the sand.
Part of her dislike stemmed from the fact that we parked at the wrong end of the beach and had to walk 30 minutes down the beach to get to the tide pools. By that time she was tired. Also, the tide was starting to coming back in, so we didn't get to explore all of it. If you go there, check the tides and go just before the peak of the low tide.
The tide pools that we explored were fascinating. They had pools of their own on top of the rocks and were in a bigger pool below. There were clumps of living shells all over them and tons of sea anemones. We had fun touching them and watching them close up. They have lots of little "fingers" that feel tacky when they are open. When they close, the fingers disappear inside and there are shells on the outside, maybe to help them blend in or protect them from other hungry things?
We saw the place we should have entered the beach. It was a steep staircase coming down from the bluffs. So if you ever come here, be prepared to walk 30 minutes one way down the beach or do a lot of stairs.
Our walk back to the truck was framed by a gorgeous sunset. It gave us a chance to capture some interesting sunset silhouette pictures. The grand finale was playing on the playground until the last bits of daylight slipped away.
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