Last beach day of the winter

Not only the last day to find shells, it's the last day to harass the hermit crabs. This time I think I really did one of them a favour. Once again a crab refused to move into a perfectly good shell but I fixed his horribly broken shell by snapping off the part that was causing him to dig up half the beach every time he walked or do they crawl?

He's upside down but you can picture how hard it was to drag that shell around.

Here he is right side up, I blurred out the shell he didn't want so you could see him better.

 In his new sporty model he can now go 10 times faster than he could before.









 Found this baby conch being tossed around by the surf, threw him way out to deeper water in hopes of saving him.

And to cap it off we found another good hunk of rope. Life is good.