I stayed up late tonight in hopes of seeing some fish flop around on the beach. There wasn’t a lot of action — for a while I worried that I’d fallen victim to the maritime equivalent of a snipe hunt.
I would’ve felt self-conscious pacing and staring at the surf except there were a dozen or so other folks on the same stretch of beach doing the same thing. I caught a few silvery glimpses, but a pair of 10-year-olds had much better luck. One was overcome with excitement and rushed up to me to show me the little fish poking out of his hands.
There were quite a few pelicans and seagulls patrolling the beach as well — this at 11PM. So now I have to assume that pelicans keep track of the tide tables.