You never know what you will find when you pop down to the beach for a little while and I guess it depends on your value in found things or whether or not you like to see what the tide can bring.
You could pack a metal detector if you like, and scan the high and low water marks – try an experiment when you are down there! Toss a coin behind, over your head – No peeking! Ok, now see if you can locate it on the soft beach.
Panicked somewhat when I lost a ring I sifted and swept and dug away probably making it worse I must say! Flicked from a towel after I bathed, the ring was hidden from me in the worst possible way…”It can’t be far away! It was just here!” The fine-grained sand had claimed her prize – It reminds me of a friend who wore her sunnies in the sea, when a wave crashed suddenly…oh-no!
If you intend as Sammi and I did, to find something on a particular day, you won’t get anything at all to take home and display but if you head to the beach on a whim it’s funny what the tide can bring.
Treasure doesn’t exist just on the beach! We found a container buried under a tree with a note from a global society. These treasure hunters had marked a spot and I guess when you are looking, try for something that is a bit out of place and don’t be afraid to question your mind…see…you just never know what you will find.
Back on the west end beach we bend from the waist, noses to the sand. It is teeny tiny shells we are looking for. A friendly competition is the name of the game. Who can find the smallest and cutest, the perfect shell specimen…
“Hurrah, it is I!” you will hear Adam cry …only to be shot down in flames. “Look at this, this is teeny-err-er” (like infinity times one thousand) “Yay!” says I as I show him the tiny prize.
If you have the time, travel the beach for miles, along a popular bay, set out with large-scale objects in mind. Note: I recommend a plan of retrieval. Buoys and rope as thick your arm, planks of timber (I imagine from pirate ships) are very heavy and you might even need to drag it behind, doing this by hand would sure take some time!
Garden’s can then be decorated with things, a nautical feel is an ideal setting for island homes and to be enjoyed with wine as you dine on a dinner found at sea. Why not take the rod and throw in a line as the others comb the beach to see what they can find.
I find beachcombing to be a luxurious sport! A time when doing nothing is doing something.
I know Rachel Dallas makes amazing displays of toothbrushes found on the beach, washed up who knows when. The tide can do a great job of uncovering. The older the better and retro in mind, Rachel combs the beach for her little gems and fashions them into art in the end.
Alison Hizzard enjoys collecting plastic shards. Smoothed by waves, washed and worn then arranged in whimsical ways. Alison designs a type of flat pack. Her beach shacks are fixed to a driftwood base and pop with colour. Plastic fantastic!
At the high water mark right down to the low, in nooks and crannies, rocky outcrops, jetties and piers, beachcombers are playing an important role. De-cluttering shores, picking up trash, treasure and waste, recycling finds in a creative way and we are pretty sure the enjoyment is in the process.
Keep your eyes peeled!
X Sammi & Megan