Mystery Beach

By Richard MacPherson

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Thirty years ago, I was starting my summer break from teaching in Hawaii. I liked to celebrate by exploring a new section of beach along Waikiki. There’s a small park just below Diamond Head that has stone stairs that lead to the ocean. That’s where I put my toes in the sand and my adventure began.

The shoreline to the right juts out into the surf forming a barrier above the reef. I righted my sea legs and decided to see how far out I could wade past the rocks to catch a glimpse of the other side. The water was up to my waist when I cleared the wall and saw with my own two eyes a deserted half moon shaped beach on the other side. Seduced, I ventured to the shore like that shipwrecked sailor Robinson Crusoe. It felt like an island within an island and I noticed that everywhere I stepped, the sand glistened with green, white, brown and turquoise speckles of sand polished glass. What a discovery! The beach was ringed with sea glass.

Now when you find such shiny objects in the surf for the first time, the sensation is like finding gold nuggets in a California stream. Yes, I had glass fever. These smooth shadowed objects are the perfect mixture of sand and color that have somehow been shanghaied back to their ancestral home in the ocean. Excitedly, I stuffed handfuls of glass into my swimsuit pockets and plunged back into the surf retracing my steps in the water hoping no one had seen my secret passage.

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Once home, every sailor knows you must make a map. So in the tradition of Kidnapped and Treasure Island, I set out to craft one using my new found glass bounty. I unleashed my artist self and feverishly stuck colored glass on glass like a true pirate, concocting mystery and menace adding a few snakes to scare off any lily-livered scoundrels.

Now hooked, I was desperate to return to my secret beach to scavenge more loot. I went to where X marks the spot but where I had easily waded before, this time I was in a full stroke swim, and, shiver me trunks, the beach had disappeared. Water had completely engulfed Sea Glass Beach. Drifting back to the park, I steadied myself and realized that I would have to obey the rules that guide the rise and fall of the ocean or I’d be number seventeen on a dead man’s chest.

Carefully studying the tides, I found the most advantageous times to return. Just like Crusoe, my Friday low tide arrived and casually looking over my shoulder to make sure no one saw, I slipped behind the coral to my Mystery Beach. My backpack contained a small bucket and even an improvised strainer to separate the sand from the glass in the surf. I had become a miner prospecting on the world’s most famous stretch of sand and surf. Each time I returned, I would find my beach replenished as the rolling waves churned and polished these precious pieces and—yo, ho, ho—maybe even a broken bottle of rum.

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Soon my home was filled with jars of green, brown, and white glass. They came in all shapes each unique and in my mind a missing piece of some festive or somber time when they had been bottles held for a passing moment or celebration in Hawaii. Although I recognized their fate was caused because someone had carelessly tossed them in the surf, the ocean was great enough to smooth their sharp edges and make them a gift to me.

What happened next still sends a chill, but one day I discovered that there was a land entrance to my fantasy island. Since the beach is tucked into an alcove, I noticed mauka (mountain side) a separate sea wall with stairs that led along another stretch of shore. Bravely I climbed the incline and inched along a narrow wall like a pirate walking the plank. Waves crashed against the wall sending salty spray into my face but I clung to the guardrail.

Finally I emerged in a small alleyway with flip flops strewn along the side as if poor souls had met their fate in Davey Jones Locker. Should I cry out? Then two surfers came down the path, kicked off their slippers and melted into the ocean. There indeed was another passage to Sea Glass Beach.

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Alright lads and lasses, there’s still plenty of buried treasure to be found in Waikiki. So chart your course to the famous Tonggs surf spot, hang a left and be ready to walk the plank. Just be sure and check those tides. Oh, and you might want to bring your spyglass, mateys.

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This article appeared in the Beachcombing Magazine January/February 2021 issue.

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