Hermit Crab Races

This morning we headed out to the beach early to catch low tide. Despite our efforts, we were a little late and the tide was already creeping back in. We decided to walk toward the Old City. Surprisingly, we’ve never gone that direction before. Along the beach, there were seaweed covered rocks that gradually got larger.

By the time we got to the other end of the beach, it turned out that these “rocks” were actually the remains of the old wall.

We crabbed for a while on the sister rock pier and then headed home.


After a silly salon session, shopping, and sustenance, we returned to the beach for sun and sand sculpturing.

When we set out for our evening jaunt, we managed to hit low tide right on - completely unintentionally, of course. Our walk turned into a tide pool exploration, which turned into a hermit crab race.

The girls’ crabs were the liveliest. Jasmin’s even tried to move in with Alia’s at one point. I guess it was tired of solitary life. Ben’s was a little timid, but made an effort. I think his shell was a bit big for him – big isn’t always better… And Lukas’, I think was a little shell shocked from being shaken a few times too many.

 Jasmin’s crab turned out to be quite socialable.

It spent the majority of the time clinging to her finger. So much so that it was difficult for her to remove it in the end.


The race did pause for a brief moment while everyone clambered up the rocks to watch the sunset.