Seashore Objects

Or river shore if you prefer.  The Tagus estuary. 

Don't be crabby. 

An egg-yolk yellow shell, reminds me of Pasteis de Belem.  

First impressions are important.  This shell shows that last impressions can be lasting.  

Whirly shell and friends.  

Clams glued together.  

Boat pulled up on the sand, and an oyster/clam/mussel digger in the distance

Spiral shell resting on grains of sand.  

Water and the Waterfront

The Tagus river, and pictures from the boat crossing it. 

On the boat crossing from Cacilhas.  The tall dome is the Pantheon.

Castelo Sao Jorge on top.  

Construction cranes over Lisbon.  

From further back.  The yellow buildings on the waterfront with the white corner tower buildings surround Praca Comercio.  My mother-in-law used to work in the yellow building visible between the corner towers.  The boat used to land at the Praca, and it was incredibly busy with people walking here there and cars everywhere.  Now it is quiet with few people walking along.  The ferry and all transportation hubs have moved West almost one kilometer along the river. 

A close up of Praca Comercio. Above the Praca is the Se Catedral (Cathedral of Lisbon)

Fishermen and a waterfront building visible as we dock.  

A warehouse visible as we walk onto land.  

Another fisher with his gear.  

A view west towards the bridge Ponte 25th Abril and ships docked along the river with the gear for loading and unloading.  

South of Tagus River Beach

This must be part of the Tagus river estuary where the Tagus flows into the Atlantic.  It experiences tidal flows.  This is on the South side of the river.  I was walking down an unmarked road dressed in jeans and a shirt, people walking the other way staring at me.  Few signs of civilization.  I turned around and asked my brother-in-law about this and he drove us out to the beach.  It was about 4-5 kilometers, so I'm glad I turned around.  Very pretty.  The mud pictures are from the "Moinho do Mare", a mill driven by tidal flows that operated for centuries and even into the later half of the twentieth century.

Footprints in the sand and dune grass. 

A high tide leaves many little islets in the water. 

Visible in the background, two of the ferry boats that cross the Tagus to and from Lisbon.  A few people and one bird are on the beach, and in the far distance is the Vasco De Gama Pont (bridge). 

Fantastic ripple patterns in the sand left by water draining as the tide leaves. 

Mud uncovered by the tide at the Moinho de Mare de Corroios.  Corroios is the location.  Mare is sea (I'm missing the accent on the e, sorry), and Moinho means mill. 

A close-up of the mud showing bubbles and perhaps an oil slick.  The mud was incredibly ugly in a beautiful way.  I kept imagining having to slog through thus muck.