As a snow bird, I get to visit the beach anytime I want.
Yesterday was special. There was a big piece of trash on the furthest point of the St. George's Island State Park and we volunteers took the mule to pick it up.
Instead of sunshine we had thick fog, but it was fun. We picked us trash. so much we filled the rear of the mule and had to rebag it so we could stack it higher.
The best part was finding shells. All of us had been here before and had certain pieces to look for. Pat wanted a sea biscuit and found a fragile section. I was looking for scallop shells to make Christmas ornaments. Jane and Betsey looked for Welks. We found two, one unbroken but encrusted with barnacles, the other with a large hole perfect for making a decoration.
|On the east point of the island|
Then we found the trash: a refrigerator off a boat had floated to shore.
Luckily we were close to the parking lot and road.
We called the camp for the large truck and they came out to take the refrigerator and trash to the recycling area.
We rode back on the mule. A rough drive on a sandy, pitted trail. Worth the sore behind when I counted up the nice shells.
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