#150 - World's Most Badass Sea Glass Collection

As detailed here, each of these pieces of sea glass was obtained at great personal peril. Dangers faced to amass this hoard include sunburn, neck and back pain, eyestrain, over-loud mp3 player use and, of course, death by drowning. According to the endomondo gps-based fitness tracking app I installed on my phone on March 5th, this collection was compiled in 40 days over more than 106.5 miles of night and day striding. I burned around 18,000 calories while stalking these shards and dropped nearly 17 pounds. I also spotted 4 seals, 1 massive beached eel and 0 decomposing prostitute heads.

Blue glass was a shard stalking rarity for a long time, but with the popularity of chic, blue bottled beverages like Skyy Vodka among the bridge and tunnel crowd, it's becoming more common. It's also nice and easy to spot in the surf.

I found all these old school Coke bottle shards in one area, but on different days. I wonder if they're all from the same bottle?

Sea ceramic. I haven't found a lot of it, but it's pretty cool when I do.

#149 – Shard Stalking Tips for the Night Strider

As you may know, I walk on the beach a lot. I also run a little, but mostly I walk. Since walking on the beach is not exactly the kind of X-treme sport I like to be associated with, I have rechristened the activity “Night Striding”—an appellation I feel is more in line with my personality.

Since I started “Night Striding,” occasionally “Day Striding,” and just generally covering a lot of ground on the beach, I’ve been finding a lot of sea glass. When I encounter a piece that’s big enough, or interesting enough, I’ll usually pick it up and stick it in my pocket and then deposit it in a little urn in the bathroom. This helps to pass the time, I like the glass, and moreover it’s an informal way to log the miles I’ve put in along the shore. (I used to run next to a golf course in San Diego and I still have an enormous basket of orphaned golf balls—some 150-200—that I picked up on my route.)

As my sea glass collection began to grow so too did my interest in the hobby. I even started to develop preferences and favorite pieces among my finds. I turned to the web and found a community of fellow sea glass lovers, and I also discovered that most of my preferences were in line with theirs. I like ‘shards,’ as we call them in the community, with some evident history to them: manufacturer names, places of origin, etc. I also share my fellow collectors’ fondness for the edges of bottles: necks, bottoms, lips… things like that.

I was not surprised, in my research, to read that the color of the glass you find is important, and that the scarcer colors are more highly prized. Black glass is very rare. So are red glass and orange glass. (I have yet to find any.) Brown and green glasses are the most common colors, and although shards in those hues are still treasured, they tend to be regarded as the “filler” of your collection and produce few standouts. Clear glass is usually called “white” glass in the community because the abrasions that accumulate on its surface while being ground up in the surf make it translucent, not clear. Although clear glass is probably the most common type of glass, pre-sea, it has a special value to collectors because it’s difficult to find. When “white” sea glass gets wet it becomes clear again, and this makes the shards harder to locate.

For a long time blue glass ranked in the highest echelons of scarcity, but it has been somewhat cheapened in recent years because of the popularity of Sky Vodka and other en vogue blue-bottled concoctions. In fact, on the beach I walk, in Long Island, a trickle-down effect from the Jersey Shore crowd has ensured that blue glass makes up almost a third of my collection.

As my interest in sea glass collection formalized I started to wonder if there were ways I could get better at it. If there were tricks of the trade I wasn’t employing, ways I could gain a collecting advantage and secure those red and black bottlenecks that had previously eluded me? I turned again to the web and found a wikihow article entitled “How to Collect Sea or Beach Glass” by a collection of authors identified as Killbill, Flickety, Teresa and Manchurian President. (Is that Wiki or what?)

Here are the steps they outlined:

1. What are you looking for?

Uh… sea glass!

2. Decide what color you like best

Flesh tone? What? Why? Am I going to reject shards that don’t conform?

3. Look in suitable places

So… not in a movie theater in Kansas?

4. Walk along the beach looking for pockets of gravel


5. Make sure to pick the right time

Not night. Not during snowstorms.

6. Optional: Some people move things around with a stick.


There were also a set of tips, which apparently didn’t fit into the six crucial steps outlined above. Among my favorites:

· Glass collecting is believed to be a "senior citizen" activity.

· For the same reasons, glass collecting could be embarrassing to do for a young person.

· Take breaks. Don't hurt your back or neck.

· Don't strain you eyes for too long, it may give you a headache.

· Bring your mp3 player but use it at a moderate volume for safety.

Seriously Manchurian President et al.? We’re talking about walking on the beaches, not storming the beaches or fighting on the beaches. I don’t imagine the injury rates among sea glass collectors exactly rival those of the NFL. Still, the apparent frailty of most of my fellow glass hunters got me thinking, is “sea glass collecting” really for me? I mean, “beach walking” didn’t fit my style, so I invented “Night Striding.” Might a similar re-branding be in order for my new pursuit? Yes.

And so I have decided that I am now the world’s foremost “Shard Stalker.” While “Night Striding,” my senses piqued, my crouched, muscular form poised like that of a panther on the hunt, I track, locate and capture the polished, gem-like residue of crushed bottles. Stealthily, I then smuggle my ill-gotten gains to a private trove that I guard as jealously as a dragon protecting his hoard.

I am the Night Strider, the Glass Hawk, the Shard Stalker… and may the gods have mercy on anyone who stands between me and my goals.

This is what I look like when I night stride for shards.

#148 - Award Winning!

Huzzah! I won second place in the Sports Feature Photo category at the New York Press Association Awards over the weekend! The winning photo, above, was snapped at Baldwin Senior High School's homecoming celebration. I'm so excited I can't even act like a snarky jackass. It feels really weird.