Even on a sailing trip, I can't resist scanning the beaches for glass. In fact, I go into a near-trance when I'm on a beach, my eyes drawn to the pebble- and shell-strewn terra firma, trying to spot a color or texture that doesn't match.
The pic at top is from last week, when I found a smidge of Rusty (boat #1, with Kiwi being boat #3). Rusty did, of course, wreck -- hence finding bits and pieces. The other pic is from yesterday, when I found a tiny blue that wasn't sharp. (It's not hard to find blue; what is hard is finding blue that is sufficiently weathered.) Yesterday I saw Rusty's keel peeking out of the sand.
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