I have observed many serious beachcombers strolling along the high tide line in what I call the “sea shell shuffle” in search of oceanic prizes cast upon the sandy shores by the spilling waves. In a zombie-like trance, beachcombers appear inebriated as they slowly shuffle in a zig zag pattern with their head downward and upper body swaying from side to side. Then suddenly, sobriety returns as their shelling radar locks in on a target causing them to swiftly walk in a bee line to the object. A squeal of pleasure is often heard over the crashing waves as the item is examined, especially if a starfish is the object of attention.


