On Tuesday morning I rode my bicycle up to Jackie’s house to get some pictures of her nearly completed house. (We are waiting for a little bit more to be finished on the bamboo-work on the deck before the final “Jackie’s House” post, so be patient!)
After I got my pictures, I took a detour up a dirt path that led back around behind the mountain and rode through an area with hundreds of butterflies and lush green foliage. It was hot and sunny, so I turned back after a mile or so to save further exploration for a day when I had a water bottle with me.
I think I also found a good spot to look for what the locals call, “munecas.” Munecas means dolls, but the locals refer to all of the pottery dolls and artifacts from ancient civilizations as simply “munecas”. I plan to return to that spot soon with our metal detector and shovels to see if I can make a find of my own!
On my way back towards home I spotted Mary down the road walking toward the beach, so I parked my bicycle and joined her on a walk up to the point to see what we would discover!
It was about 11:00 on a Tuesday morning. The fishermen were not pulling in nets, so the beach was relatively un-crowded. Here is a view of the beach that morning looking north.
The view to the south was also uncluttered.
So Mary and I enjoyed a couple of hours strolling along our own private paradise!
Whenever we go down to the beach we discover something a little different. This morning Mary found an eel that had washed up on the shore.
This will give you an idea of the size of this eel.
But, this morning, for some reason our attention was drawn to the small beach worms (also called lugworms) we often see evidence of on the beach.
Whenever the tide is out you can see little holes that sometimes have something akin to a small volcano-like depression around them in the sand.
When a wave washes over the hole it fills up with sand, but as soon as the wave recedes, a plume of water spouts up and a small worm clears the sand out of the hole. The worm does not show himself for even a second, so you have to be quick to see it. We decided to try to photograph one of these small worms clearing its’ hole.
So, watch closely and see if you catch a glimpse of a small white worm as the water recedes.
It was so hard to get a shot as the waves receded, that Mary agreed to help me out by covering the hole in this next video.
Even the tiny beach worms intrigue us here where…
Life is good in Ecuador!