It is a wildlife refuge, salt marsh, dune and beach destination rolled into one. 4600 acres, 11 miles long, and a respite for migrating birds, residing birds as well as deer, amphibians, reptiles and (apparently) a large population of "spadefoot toads," which are endangered even though they are said to "breed explosively." Though sunny, it was only in the 20's and because of the proximity to the Atlantic, it was windy besides. (look for the white caps!).
I wish I could identify the gnarly tree in the photo above. If it were Texas, it would be a mesquite... but since it isn't....
Right next to the parking spaces for this view is a sign asking "What good is a salt marsh?"
I appreciated that the steps were painted a precautionary safety yellow.
The dunes, grasses, arroyos and frozen rivulets made interesting patterns. You are not permitted off the boardwalk in order to protect the dunes.
Some house foundations were eroded during the last Nor'easter. Apparently the jury is still out on how to or whether one can prevent further erosion.
This scene reminds me of being at Stephen King's house!
Did you know that if "it" isn't a waterspout, it's called a "grotesque" rather than a gargoyle? Now you do.