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Never Turn Your Back On A Wave!

01102017_thirdwavetooktheshell_aopSO LONG, SHELL!

This is the last photo ever to be taken of this pretty little shell.

Can you see the 2nd wave in the background? Well, behind it was an even bigger 3rd wave. In a matter of about 15 seconds, I was knee-deep in a powerful salt water surge, wobbling to stay on my feet, while the shell was quickly confiscated by the sea.

I politely asked the waves to give it back, but alas, that shell was long gone, baby!

I know, I know: Never Turn Your Back On A Wave.

Oh well, at least this farewell-to-the-shell photo turned out nice. 🙂

Happy Monday, friends. ♥

AmyO.

 

(Photo: AmyOakleyPhotography.com)

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Rescue Heroes Save The Day!

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One of the many benefits of staying in Port Aransas is that when someone finds an injured marine bird or marine turtle, there is a non-profit organization called the ARK that will help.

This pelican appeared to have a broken wing, and was fighting against the rising tide trying to carrying him out to sea.

I quickly called Animal Rehabilitation Keep (ARK) at UT Marine Science Institute, and within 20 minutes, ARK founder Tony Amos himself arrived on the scene.

I believe this was his son who made the brave capture of the wounded pelican.

The ARK does so much good work on Mustang Island & St. Jo’s, and I’m proud that a portion of my beach photography sales from Amy Oakley Photography is donated to support ARK & Friends of the ARK.

Sea Turtle Release!

It was a packed beach on Mustang Island for the sea turtle release this morning!

Staff and volunteers from the Animal Rehabilitation Keep (ARK) at UT Marine Science Institute released 6-9 large rehabilitated adult sea turtles, and three sea turtle hatchlings.

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One turtle (pictured) apparently had a chunk bit out of him from a shark, but luckily he got away.

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Members from the local Coast Guard were also on-hand to assist in the release.

It was a wonderful opportunity to bring awareness to the wonderful work the ARK does to rehabilitate injured and vulnerable marine life, and then return it to its home in the wild as soon as the animal is healed/recovered.

Many thanks to the staff and volunteers who coordinated this event, and to those who cared for the sea turtles until they could be returned home.

Swim free!

~AmyO.

Short Story: “Mystery of the Sandy Sunglasses”

“Mystery of the Sandy Sunglasses”

The broken evidence washed in on high tide on a gray and chilly morning of February 2015, landing itself on Mustang Island, Texas.

02162015_80sDrunkGirlGlassesI observed the glasses and wondered, “Who owned these? How long had they been drifting along the Texas Gulf Coast?”

As if I were a clairvoyant or paranormal medium, a vision formed in my mind of a tipsy, bikini-wearing underage Spring Breaker from the late 80s, sporting stiff big hair stiff thanks to half a can of hairspray, and feeling very sexy with her brand new sunglasses.

Impaired by the empty bottle of Boone’s Hill Strawberry Farm next to her hot pink and white beach towel, she pranced out into the water to frolic. Her goal? Attempting, in vain, to get the attention of the obnoxious college dudes taking turns chugging cheap alcohol from a crude beer bong.

Distracted by her own loud, attention-seeking squeals of fun, a wave hit her from behind, sending her face first into the foamy salt water. She emerged, gasping for air and trying to reposition her cool sunglasses back on her face. She was coughing gritty seawater out of her lungs when another wave smacked the in the back, knocking her off her feet.

She groped around in the water for the sunglasses, but they were gone.

Whoops of laughter and concerned calls from her friends could be heard coming from the shoreline, but darn it if those weren’t her favorite pair! She like totally spent $12 on them!

So, since her hair was now ruined and her buzz long gone no thanks to the dunk in the Texas Gulf, she braved the battery of on-coming waves to fish blindly and determinedly with her hands and legs for her sunglasses.

After many unsuccessful tries, she decided she reasonably decided what she needed now was a hot shower, some Funions, a nap, then rack up daddy’s credit card at Pat Magee’s Surf Shop. Maybe she might even find a new pair of sunglasses.

The End

(c) Amy Oakley, 1027 Productions

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