Okay, so this ocean pic is mine. You can tell by how crooked it is, if nothing else. Doesn’t matter. I love this morning view from our deck, where I’ve set up my computer to work. The other thing I love is looking for sharks’ teeth. When we started coming to Topsail Island a few years ago, everyone told us you could find ten-million-year-old fossilized shark teeth all up and down the beach, so we started searching. We never found a thing until this trip. John found a half inch triangular tooth and I found this black beauty. I was so excited!
So today I was walking through the shallow water searching for more teeth when I started chatting with a woman who was going my way. From her deep tan, I knew she spent a lot of time on the beach. (My legs, on the other hand are white as snow and I’m trying hard not to care). I mentioned to her that I found a shark’s tooth yesterday and she said “I’ve only found about 500 this trip.” I thought I must have misunderstood her and asked her to repeat herself. “Yeah, usually I find 1500-2000 when we’re down here for the week, but there’s hardly any now. Maybe because of the beach renourishment.”
Well, I was staggered! She’s a shark tooth finding machine.
She gave me some tips: search the beach by the Operation Bumblebee tower at low tide and dig holes at the water’s edge with your toes and there they will be. I’ll believe it when I see it. Meanwhile I’m going to treasure my shiny black ten-million-year-old tooth. It may be the only one I ever find.