The tide comes in.
The tide goes out.
The tide comes in.
The tide goes out.
The tide comes in.
The tide goes out.
The tide goes out further.
The tide comes in.
The tide goes out. The colour and texture change completely – not because it actually did, but because Matt came home and criticized Kerri’s artiisteic talents.
The tide comes in.
The tide goes out, and Kerri turns into an arteiisteic ghost spider.
Kerri runs out and stands at the edge of the water in the picture above.
The tide comes in with Shepody Mountain in the background. We are telling you that because for some reason Albertans seem to have trouble recognizing pictures of towering mountains.
The tide goes out, and Shepody Mountain reaches a full 3.3% further above sea level.
All of this happens much more slowly in person.
At low tide you can explore much more of the beach than you can at high tide.
We found traces of giant birds.
And smaller wildlife.
There was lots of seaweed. The little bulb things are full of air, so they float upright when the tide comes in. They also pop like bubble wrap when they dry out.
The giant eroded rocks only fall over rarely.
So standing next to them is a really good idea.
