There are honestly months that pass before I cross over east of Fairfax and west of Lincoln. There are months that pass before I realize I haven’t dangled my toes in the freezing cold Pacific. Months between visiting places I love and years before I don a swimsuit. Although I am guilty of it, I hope this blog convinces me and you to leave our comfy little neighborhood pockets.
In the case of Leo Carillo State Beach I hadn’t been there since before I lived here. I was last there on a labor day long weekend in 2004. Ten years ago I had no idea what tide pooling was and while I was trying to tan my pale pale self on the beach I wondered why all of these kids were running around carrying Sea Stars.
I feel like I now belong to a cult. I slowly convince more and more people to join me on tide pooling adventures. My brainwashed glaze as I tell people how amazing and stress reducing I think it is. There is something about concentrating on something so small, like skittering hermit crabs, when the world seems so big and stress inducing.
On January 19th the moon aligned to provide a very long low tide of almost two hours. Here is some of what we saw.