The Hunt for Pigrates
Day Two: Morning
The waves pound against the sand as our team patrols the beach. Last night’s storm scattered debris up and down the coast. We sort through sticks and seaweed looking for signs that a pigrate may be near.
Apple cores and empty grape stems would both be signs that the elusive swimming swine was here, but we find neither. We do spy small holes in the sand that seem to indicate rutting may have occurred.
The holes on the beach, and the fact that we can’t find a decent seashell after last night’s storm, keeps the team ever hopeful that we might see something before night.