We clambered out on some rocks where the receding waters had left tidal pools. In one we saw darting aquatic creatures. They moved too quickly for us to get a bead on what they were exactly. We stepped back to the rocks over what looked like a swampy marsh but was actually very firm footing anchored with grasses and sea lavender.
As we headed inland, ascending and descending a gunnery hill, I saw a sudden movement away from me under the leaves on the side of the trail. The quick-moving bulge looked about the size of a chipmunk, but I peered more closely into the scrabble of leaves and vines:
Sure enough, it was another yellow and black striped snake! (Presumably a garter snake.) This one was a bit longer than the one we saw on the Discovery Trail, and he didn't make a clean getaway. After his initial burst of movement, he tried to be more still and stealthy, but we were able to find him:
Here I captured a bit more of his length (maybe 18 inches altogether?):
But my mom caught him with his red tongue out - a great shot! (Really, surprisingly red. Not just pink.)
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