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Ormond Beach Observer Monday, Aug. 8, 2016 3 years ago

It is sea turtle hatching season and my apartment is full of sand

Despite several attempts to witness what I'm sure will be a life-changing moment, I have yet to see sea turtles hatch.
by: Emily Blackwood News Editor

When I first moved to Ormond Beach, I created a little mini bucket list of things I wanted to do now that the ocean was just a quick 15 minutes away. The rough draft looked something like this: 

  • Wake up early and see the sunrise on the beach at least a few times a month. 
  • Take surfing lessons, even if you fail miserably. 
  • Buy some legit beach chairs, like the kind that haven't rusted from the years they've spent living in your parents' garage. 
  • Make a huge sand castle and then destroy it (I don't know why, but the destruction part of this has always been super appealing). 
  • Become good enough friends with someone who owns a beachside mansion that I have 24/7 access to their pool. 
  • Witness sea turtle hatchlings crawl to ocean and be forever changed. 

I hate to tell you this, but it's been two years, and I have done none of these things. 

Blame it on procrastination or my intense dedication to my job (JK, it's procrastination), but I've really been slacking on taking advantage of where I live. So this past week, I made it my mission to check off at least one item on my OB bucket list and see some sea turtles hatch. 

And so far, I haven't done that either. 

Some light research revealed that if a nests had a green ribbon tied to it, it was a sign that they could hatch any day, and that the most likely time of that hatching would be late at night, after some rain. Again, this research was done by me and is most likely wrong so please (please), guide me. 

Not too keen on going to the beach at night by myself, I convinced my friend Cami to join in on the adventure. We got some ice cream at Hershey's (after waiting in an insanely long line because apparently everyone in Ormond gets ice cream cravings around 9:30 p.m.), and walked over to the Granada Beach approach. 

We immediately regretted this decision after realizing that walking, eating ice cream AND looking for sea turtle nests was very difficult to do. Also I had totally forgot to figure out where the green-ribboned nests were located before we started walking. My bad. 

I've since been on the beach four more times, and still have yet to stumble across a hatching nest. I have however, managed to learn what it's like to sleep in a bed full of sand. 

So if anyone has any tips, tricks or some magical knowledge of when and where the next turtle nest will hatch in Ormond Beach, please email me at [email protected]. I think it's obvious by now I can't do this on my own. 

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