I am on beach time in Seaside, Oregon so it’s a belated post. There are more slices at Two Writing Teachers.
My family stays in Seaside every summer for five days. My husband grew up in this tradition so he’s been coming to this community for over sixty years.
We are fortunate to have a perfect beach cottage to rent with in walking distance to the beach. This afternoon all have gone to the sand which gave me time to slip away and write.
When we arrived on Monday, an odd smell assaulted our noses. Dead animal? Actually dead anchovies. Millions of them. The parade of migratory ocean animals has been impressive this year. First, the gray whales and then the orcas followed by the dolphins and porpoises who were heralding the the massive school of anchovies. You may have seen them on the news weeks ago in Southern California.
Well, the anchovies in a desperate attempt to flee being a meal swam into the Necanicum River, a fresh water river with not enough oxygen to support the million of fish. So there was a massive die I missed hearing this as I was out of town.
It’s been told to me that this created an amazing phenomenon with birds flying in from Florida and the Arctic to feast. I went up to the estuary to see the birds but they had left guess it was just a weekend get away. However, it still provided for some photo opportunities. Apparently this kind of die-off happens every decade but for some reason this die-off was particularly large.
Necanicum River estuary. Tillamook Head in the distance.
Despite not seeing the thousand of birds that were here over the weekend. It still was magical.