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Noah J.D. DesRosiers
Articles by Noah J.D. DesRosiers
I'm in a rush. It's Ocean Beach. The grunion are running.
It’s 11:40 p.m. on a Thursday night in Ocean Beach. I’m wolfing down a burrito from Roberto’s while padding across Dog Beach to the river. Salsa and greasy frijoles ooze between my fingers into the ...
I was walking on the beach recently with a visiting Wisconsonite, giving the requisite talk about our giant kelp and the ecosystem it supports, when we made a peculiar find. In the sand near a ...