More Bliss

Another day in Paradise. We are getting tanned and we are getting more shells that either of us really knows what to do with and I'm a very exhausted but happy camper. We walked about ten miles today, waaaaaay down to the "State Land," as the south side of the island is locally known. I didn't notice that the shelling was that much better down there and it sure is a long, long way to carry back all your loot, so I think tomorrow we may well stay a little closer to home.

If you sit down, even to just have a drink of water or to riffle through a mound of shells, the gulls immediately think you are eating and they start arriving, shouting for a hand out. "Feed meeeeee....feed meeeeeeee!" No. We did not feed them. We did not. We did, however, guard our package of Ritz crackers carefully!I have to admit that I am not very well educated about birds and I am especially ill educated about Eastern US birds....so I don't know exactly what sort these hungry fellas might be....but they are pretty and they are numerous and they are LOUD.