I went out along Ocean Drive and ended up walking along the shore. It was a day like I've NEVER seen before. The bay was like a millpond. Absolutely void of any wave action. Not a ripple on the water's surface. Now we all know, from our elementary science class, that the moon and the earth's movement makes the ocean wave action and tides....it was like the end of the world that afternoon. Eerie. As I trekked along the rocky shore, this is what I saw. Pay attention to the glass-like views of the bay!!!
If you'd care to see where there is LOTS of wave action and surf in the same area, click here
If you'd care to see where there is LOTS of wave action and surf in the same area, click here


...was a storm brewing out there beyond my sight? The tide was in because no sandy beach was showing. The clouds at the horizon were heavy. But the Navy Pilots were still up and training. Notice in the cloud, the dark spot? And, through the plant growth, you may miss it...look closer, a plane. That is a trainer...
By the way, once a trainer passes their flight time at NAS Corpus Christi, they then move to NAS Kingsville and train on jets...eventually learning to land on aircraft carriers. [or so I was told]
By the way, once a trainer passes their flight time at NAS Corpus Christi, they then move to NAS Kingsville and train on jets...eventually learning to land on aircraft carriers. [or so I was told]



...at the edge, among the pebbles, a wild sponge floated ashore...

After getting my step total in for the day, I got back in the car and turned around on the road back the way I came. Driving about 100 yards or so, I almost hit a Royal Tern....laying, like it was in shock. I pulled over after swerving to avoid hitting it with my tires, and stopped. Perhaps, I thought "It flew in front of a vehicle, and was stunned". I talked with it, it blinked, it was still alive. Instead of leaving it there in the middle of the road, I picked it up gently and moved it off the road, laying it on a green patch of seaweed. I petted its head, said "I hope you'll be okay little fella", and left it there. Better than having it crushed under a car!!!! If it were dying, at least it will not suffer any more pain that it already had. The next morning, Bud and I drove back and checked it out....no corpse, no sign...hopefully it did well after a brief rest on the cool seaweed and took off to fly another day.






























