This past Sunday I brought some out-of-town friends to Long Point State Park in Aurora to hunt for ‘Lucky Stones’ (rather than Easter eggs) – This is our local natural phenomena: a tiny hole, drilled perfectly, naturally, and mysteriously in a smooth gray beach stone. The west-facing shore was too cold and windy, but along the southern shore the rock beach was warm and protected, so we settled in for the hunt. The ground is littered with ‘em.
None of us know exactly how they are formed, although we each have a fave theory (a grain of sand, weatherered away over time, or maybe an excavated, fossilized worm hole? But why only on the shores of Cayuga Lake, in such abundance?)