Tuesday, 27 March 2018

Eratica

Out on Cart Gap on Sunday with the tribe. Tide up so limited fossicking but one of the Little'uns found this visitor from far flung climes, the Med and South Atlantic the interweb tells me.


A geologist transported from pre interweb days would have a field day with all the erratics lining the sea defences here. I think a lot are quarried and bought from the Baltic coasts. On large barges this time round, not  delivered on the vast glaciers that foundered on our Norfolk shore. Always nice to catch them wet and with sunlight on them.



As well as the quarry markings there are often marvels contained within.



Further deposits caught our eye and those of others. Nasty mucky stuff and unless you are an avid label reader and shunner of processed foods the chances are you'll be eating or drinking some of this most days.


Apparently some people live as much if their lives as possible as mermaids ( the interweb tells me) , one of them has possibly met  a sticky end (perhaps snared in palm oil)? 


There must be sound logic behind deciding which coastal communities and habitats to protect or create, and which to let drown. We have a lot of drowned communities and land out on the Edge. Here at least the tides are held back for now.

That's quite enough of this old schist for now.






















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