When I first posted photos of the headless dog walkers on the Semiahmoo beach, back in 2010, I suggested that they might be zombies. After all, what else would be walking around missing essential body parts?
But no; they're something much more prosaic. Scrap metal, remains of an old pier and shingle mill operation.
Here they are in 2010, as I first saw them.
|Three walkers, headless and torso-less.|
And a couple of weeks ago:
|The left and center walkers of the previous photo. Still walking, after all this time.|
And there's a whole mob of them!
|Invasion of the body snatched?|
Let's go look at them from speaking distance. They're safe, if only because they're so sluggish.
|Runner, on tiptoes. Probably a dancer, too. Unusual, in that she has a torso. Just the head and arms are missing.|
|Cute little poodle.|
|Is this doggie wearing sunglasses?|
Under all those barnacles and mussels is a skeleton of rusting metal, firmly anchored deep in the sand. I couldn't move even the smallest of them. Here are a few spare parts:
|Sharp edges. I wouldn't want to wade here if it were too deep to see what I was stumbling over.|
|Framework of some sort. Can't be moved, either.|
|Piece of something or other.|
I'll tell the story behind all these, tomorrow.