At the sea under the moon

The sky was clear the night of the full moon.

Our campsite on Shaw Island was surrounded by trees, except the side that looked out over the water.  I couldn’t believe our good luck when the moon began rising over Canoe Island, in our view.

Earlier, while the moon was eclipsing on the other side of the world, we explored the -2.9′ low tide.  

At first we were disappointed because instead of tide pools, this beach offered mud. But by looking extra close, we did find treasures.

Like this tiny flounder.

And these dripping anemones,

which don’t exactly look like treasures.

I liked this tiny orange snail.

And the iridescent triton exo-skeleton.

It seems many sea creatures look like parts you might find inside a human body. Don’t you think?

We were thrilled when a bald eagle joined us on the beach. His breakfast would be easy that morning.  

Then Simon walked into a sink hole. That’s what he called in anyway. He said the tv show, Mythbusters, proved quick sand was a myth.

But they didn’t test quick clay-mud.

“Mom! Help!” Remy yelled.

I was some distance down the beach. As I looked in their direction a second bald eagle swooped down on the one on the beach and the two eagles took to the air and were doing this mid-air dance in the sky, flying right toward my family.

“Two eagles!” I shouted. “Look up! Look up! They’re flying right over your heads! LOOK! UP!”

My family didn’t look up. They were trying to save each other.

Simon had sunk to his knees. Brian stood on a piece of drift wood, also sinking, while trying to pull Simon out of his knee-high rubber boots. Remy eventually rocked his boot free and got out of the muck.

They missed the eagles but they saved each other. Maybe that was our lunar eclipse moment.

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