Boys and their Toys on Sea Island

On the shore at Sea Island. While the tracks will disappear with the next tide, the sands, compressed by heavy equipment, won’t be supporting organisms for some time. It’s no wonder the dunes never regenerate.

The mystery of the disappearing rocks and rubble. One suspects that with each high tide, the waves flush sand from under and behind the “revetment.” So the rubble sink into the sand. No doubt the mine operators are keen to truck the stuff from the mountains, over and over again.

Down at Myrtle Street Beach on St. Simons, Irma re-nourished the beach. Very likely the condo residents will complain that the beach is too close, but that is public land they tried to turn into lawn.