You might think that these tracks in the sand were produced by a bicycle, possibly even Mr.Green! They weren't. The fact is, during the day the beach is festuned with the movement of cute little hermit crabs - I mean these little guys are EVERYWHERE. But these little crustations are far too small (about the size of pistachio nuts) to leave any noticable tracks in the sand. However, when the sun goes down softball-size hermit crabs take over the beach. The much larger cousins of the little "pistachio nuts", leave the beach looking like crosstown traffic through New York City! Now, this hermit crab traffic is my kind of traffic!

★ヤドカリ交通★
ビルの自転車のタイヤ痕ではありません。ソフトボールサイズのヤドカリが歩いた跡なんです。大きいとはいえ、この距離を歩くとなると、人間でいうと徒歩数時間？？？




Each hermit crab carries around a different shell on his back, consiquently each crab leaves different tracks!

背中の殻の形がそれぞれ違うヤドカリが歩くと、砂に出来たヤドカリの足跡（殻引きずり跡？）も違う。





I still can't believe I'm camping on this beach with this view - and not another person around for who knows how many miles! Even at mid-day when the sky is blue and the sun is scorching hot, there is a cloud cover hovering over that distant mountain. It's so mysterious and beautiful.

There she is. My camp. The word "perfect" comes to mind.

ビルが西表島を散歩していた時に、1時間半に渡って猟銃の音が鳴り続いていたそうです。見渡す限り人は誰もいないにもかかわらず・・・。そんな長い時間、誰が何を狙って？？
もしくは、テレビか映画？
もしくは、ビルのお得意の妄想？