Well there's something you don't see every day: giant 100 foot long geckos flying around at the beach. I mean, really! Everyone knows the beach is not a gecko's natural habitat! Yet there he was, gliding along on the gusty wind coming in from the ocean; his tail dragging a bit in the sand. He was kind of hard to ignore. Thankfully he wasn't blocking the sunlight, or I would have put my foot down. Just because you have relatives in the insurance business, doesn't mean you can inconvenience everyone on the beach. I have to admit, he did seem quite peaceful and I was a tad jealous watching him zig and zag up there with the clouds. The tide was high, so my usual activity of searching for seashells was thwarted. My attention, therefore, alternated between the crashing waves, my surfing son, and the waving gecko. Not a bad view actually. We stayed awhile, but my son got tired of surfing, and wanted to go. We bid the huge reptile adieu, brushed the sand off our bodies and headed home.
Caren E. Salas
photo by William Salas