ˈiːvən æt lˈoʊ tˈaɪd, tɹˈæmpɚz kæn ɛkspˈɛkt tə ɡɛt wˈɛt fˈiːt kɹˈɔsɪŋ ðə sˈændi ɛkspˈæns ʌvðɪ ˈɪnlɪt ænd ɪts ˌɪntɚmˈɪtənt bˈæŋks kˈʌvɚd ɪn sˈiːʃɛlz.
Even at low tide, trampers can expect to get wet feet crossing the sandy expanse of the inlet and its intermittent banks covered in seashells.