I started my rock-flipping day at Shore Acres, at the rocky outcropping near the site of the old tennis court.
The first several rocks I flipped, disappointingly, had nothing but smaller rocks underneath. A few sand fleas hopped away too quickly to be photographed.
Finally this shrimp-like creature was revealed.
Then a bug iin the shape of a peace sign.
There were few rocks along the path; this one had roots under it.
I arrived at Simpson Beach in time for low tide.
This one reminds me of a wet sowbug.
Rocks like this one that were much too large to flip still sheltered creatures like...