You wander around Dead Horse Bay and wonder: what are the stories behind all this stuff? It was foggy and cool there yesterday. A pair of oystercatchers made their usual racket. For at least the last two years, a pair have hatched a brood of noisy young there.
We found the usual assortment of interesting bottles. We found another queen conch shell. Another? What gives? Both are now guarding the Back 40.