Erica and I trying to get through a mud flat quickly
Snail shells on a rock, there were hundreds there!
Dad rescuing one the codfishes that had beached themselves.
Dad first put the fish here, but we realized that it was freshwater, so we put him (or her) into salt water
A rocky area of Alma Beach at low tide
On June 4 we visited the town of Alma, home of the largest tides in the world. As we were walking along the beach at low tide we came across many freshwater streams crossing our path on their way to the Atlantic. We had had enough sense to wear our sandals, so we rolled up our pants and waded across them, they were quite cold. After we had walked through some mud flats (areas of soft, sticky, mud) we were happy to find that there were pools of water that had collected in dips in large rocks throughout the beach were we could wash our feet. As I was walking I nearly stepped on what I thought was an odd rock. Further inspection startled me thouroughly; it was not a rock but a dead fish. Dad, curious, also inspected it and said it was a cod of some sort, and it was alive! So Dad put it on a piece of wood we found and carried it to the water. Continuing our walk we found yet another beached cod, so we rescued that one as well. We found many scallop, snail and mussel shells on the beach as well as an odd sort of plant call "knotted wrack" a type of weed that grows on rocks and has little pockets of air on its leaves that help it float upwards in the water at high tide to get it closer to the sun.
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