the pull I felt, staring from the shore at distant bobbing heads of unreachable turtles in the open water. The turtles, prop-erly referred to as diamondback terrapins, Malaclemys terrapin, lured me into muddy quagmires more than a few times, requiring me to return landward, crawling with the help of cordgrass and Phragmites plants as pull-along handholds. Now, more than a few decades later, I remain fascinated by the life and times of terrapins, with special interest in help-ing to protect this unassuming animal from an untimely extinction in North Carolina; a justifiable concern that herpetolo-gists, amphibian and reptile scientists, have expressed since the early 1900s when terrapin meat became a prized ingredient for high-end dishes. 33 www.wrightsvillebeachmagazine.com WBM
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