Beach Walkists
A term occasionally used to describe the barefoot mailmen of late 19th-century Florida.
These men walked up to 60 miles of coastline, delivering mail—barefoot—along the sand from Palm Beach to Miami,
Beach Memories
Surf green Chevy
an hour and a half to the edge.
Sometimes, out of nowhere, Mom would just say,
“You want to go to the beach?”
And I’d shout back,
“Yeah!”
The
The True Call Of The Surf
Excerpt from Frank Stick's The Call of the Surf (1920)
"The sliding-sinker rig, simplest yet most deadly, is constructed as follows: thread a three-ounce pyramid sinker onto your main line,
Tidewritten
There was a house once - gray-shingled, salt-bitten - leaning just enough to creak when the wind shifted. No one lived there, not lately. But sometimes, after rain, you could still smell pipe
Welcome to Tidewritten
This is not a blog.
it is a shoreline - slow, shifting, quiet.
Here you'll find pieces left by the tide: voices, images, fragments, and field notes drawn from coastlines near