Once we fished it out, we realized it was actually eggs! Tubes of eggs. But, what kind of eggs, we weren't sure. We couldn't see anything in the area that would be laying them. So, after my inquisitive Boy examined it close up and then gave it a touch to see just how gooey it was, we put it gently back in the water and picked up our stuff.
As we stood up a group of old Japanese ladies came toward us. One of the ladies said a whole lot of stuff that I didn't understand one single word. Eventually, she just motioned for us to follow. So, we did. We walked a few steps down the boardwalk to where she was pointing. I still couldn't understand her, and had no idea what she was pointing at. Finally, I thought maybe the brown lump in the middle of the reeds was maybe a frog. I said, "ribbit", but she didn't seem to understand. Maybe Japanese frogs don't say ribbit? Then, all of a sudden, the brown lump moved! The kids screeched, the Japanese ladies said, "Aaahhh", and I pulled out my camera. Two frogs making eggs! We thanked the ladies, who went off to rejoin their group, and then Mackenzie said, "This is just like a school lesson, but in the forest!" Then, the kids started rattling off all kinds of facts about frogs, the temperature for laying eggs, the gel around the eggs, the stages of a frog's life. I said, "Wow! Where did you learn this?" (side note: this year we are studying flying creatures. No frogs in our lessons yet) Mackenzie stood up and said, "We learned this from 'Wild Kratts'. Today we are teaching you, Mommy!"
After we stood there and watched and talked about them for quite a while, the couple decided to move under a branch so we couldn't see them anymore. This is when we moved on as well.
This is where the boardwalk splits. To the left is the path that leads to the end of the boardwalk. We walked up there first, then decided to go back to the split and head to the right side of this picture.
When we left the house, we were quite excited to see the beautiful blue sky. What we couldn't see from our apartment was the ferocious wind! It wasn't bad in the forest, but on the road to the park and then the road back to the station it was horrible! A few times it actually blew us backwards a few steps. Yokosuka had 30 mph winds gusting to 40-45. I'm not sure if the wind was any stronger down here by the water, but it was pretty crazy! Just look at the choppy water.
After a winter where we didn't hike on a weekly basis, the kids complained a lot more than they usually do. They were very excited to have the opportunity to skip school that morning, though. I think if the wind wasn't so crazy there would have been a little less complaining. Oh, a crab sighting or two would have helped, too. Now that I know where to enter we can get back without so much walking around the city. You would think that by now I would realize that most hiking trails seem to start in someone's backyard and it wouldn't be so easy for me to miss it. Oh well! Another adventure to add to the books!