Beachcombing on the Bering Sea


Only my own footprints mark the volcanic sand beach on the north shore of St. Paul Island, Alaska. The nearest land is almost 300 miles away across the Bering Sea.


Tiny crab, in delicate peach and blue.


Bull kelp all a-tangle.


Blob of goo — what is it?


Two kinds of seaweed.


Red Phalarope, shifting into winter garb.


Worn by waves and sand, driftwood fibers mat like fur.


The beautiful wreckage of a Fork-tailed Storm-petrel.


Amidst the black scoria rocks and sand, the colors of these pebbles stand out like gems. Glacier-worn and frozen into river-ice, spring breakup carries them from the rivermouths to the sea. They float here on ocean currents, ground out on the beach, and when the ice melts, decorate the shores of their new island home. 

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One Response to Beachcombing on the Bering Sea

  1. Scot Siegel says:

    Beautiful photo essay. The wood fur is deliciously deceiving, and that heroic petrel!


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