So yeah, this is a real thing.
It lives about 300 feet below sea level and is full of awesome. Read more about it at the Sea Thos Foundation, an organization dedicated to promoting education and awareness of the human impact on the world’s oceans.
roam: verb - To move about without purpose or plan; to wander.
The Oregon Coast is one of the most magical places I’ve ever been. There’s something about the walls of mist rolling through big, black rock outcroppings, the bent pines standing up to the ocean winds, and the booming power of the waves hitting the sand that really gets me out of my head. It’s one place that I regularly escape to when living in the high desert makes me feel claustrophobic.
I have been totally channeling my inner 8 year old lately and can’t get enough of the wonderful world of sea creatures. Sharks, jellyfish, octopus, you name it – I’m doodling it, imagining it, crafting it in the studio.
This isn’t like the world’s greatest shark video or anything, but just phase out your monkey brain for a minute and watch this incredible predator leaping out of the water like a gymnast. When I lived in South Africa I was fortunate to get to see these creatures in real life. They weren’t leaping out of the water and they weren’t nearly as large as this guy, but I distinctly remember being in awe of their subtle beauty and the incredible, fluid grace with which they cruise through the water.
Today is not the day for education, my friends.
Today is a day for sharing a story. A story from the weekend. A weekend when I decided to take my dog and my roommate’s dog to the delightful sandy shores of the Western coast. Today is not a day for natural interpretation. Today is about nature being a big fat bitch.
(Which is half the reason I love her.)
Here’s how the day went.
1. Drive many hours. Arrive at beach during monsoon.
My favorite time of the week. Here’s a spunky crab from the Pacific Coast. The Atlantic Coast, where I grew up, is all sandy shores and warm water, perfect for summer vacations beneath big umbrellas. The Pacific Coast in the north, on the other hand, is all rocky and craggy and full of rainclouds and mystique. I love the contrast.
Now, I thought this was a Purple Shore Crab, but this guy’s carapace was easily 2-3 inches longer than that of the average Purple Shore Crab. Any invertebrate geeks out there know what he is? (Look closely and you’ll notice the barnacles growing all over him!)