It was wet and what looked like freshly exposed dirt impelled me to leave the path and take a closer look at the turtle nest site. Broken, twisted bits of ivory leather shell fanned out around several depressions. The holes were pretty deeply dug. No turtles hatched…these eggs had been eaten.
Because of the rain, no animal track remained, but the relative depth of the holes suggested a good digger, like a dog, but the extensive mining of the area suggested a very hungry critter, or a group of them. I’d guess raccoons.