A walk on the Playa Mansa

Long walk on the beach today. I see the storm drain feeds into the stairs to the beach. This could be interesting on a rainy day.

This life guard stand has a distinctly lived-in look. I didn’t investigate further.

Some boys were hanging out on top of El Águila, a local tourist attraction. I’d never seen anybody on top of it before.

The wind decided to censor someone’s message in the sand.

Erosion had taken out some trees.

Apparently a makeshift bridge for times when there’s more water?

Half-buried driftwood with dog prints leading toward the water.

Somewhat inexplicably, an orange on a vast stretch of empty beach. I threw it a couple times and the dog chased it, but didn’t want to pick it up. On the third throw, the orange broke in two when it hit the sand, and kept rolling.

A sign warns that this is the end of the lifeguard protection area. The lifeguard shack is at least a half kilometer away. Have to wonder how fast those guys can run?

Heading back towards town.

Shifting currents

Pimelodus albicans Valenciennes, 1840 (common name “moncholo” or “bagre blanco”) is an endemic species of the family Pimelodidae in the Río de la Plata basin.

We live in a zone of shifting salt and fresh water. From time to time, fish are caught out of their element and end up dead on the beach. In this case, relatively few, but there have been a couple of times when the beach is carpeted with dead fish, their eyes pecked out by the birds. After three days, unless they’ve somehow washed away, you don’t want to go anywhere near the beach.