One of my oldest and fondest memories as a kid was walking out to see tidal pools at Rocky Point. The sandy bottom is pretty level, so you can walk out quite a ways when the tide is out (seemed like miles when I was a little feller). We went out, picked up a few sand dollars, saw some critters I hardly remember now, and raced the tide back in. I don't remember a whole lot about what I saw. I remember bits and pieces, but mostly just spending time with mom.