A cool wind blows to shore chilling our faces and pushing waves against a boulder strewn beach.  The brilliant morning sunlight dances on the water surface and casts marvelous shadows from scattered driftwood and even darting shore birds.  Creeks emerge from the thickly treed surroundings and meander across the beach in a mixture of quick moving streams and sun warmed pools.  We have found one more place that couldn’t possibly be improved upon.

A trail winds its way across the wave battered beach, through thick stands of pine draped with moss towering above a carpet of lichens to burst back out onto massive rock outcroppings.  Signposts tell the story of amazing geology and every turn reveals another glorious view.  A long stretch of boulder hopping makes the legs ache just a tad and breath come a little faster.  Magnificent.

The rocky shore is splattered with color wherever wildflowers and grasses can find purchase.  The fleeting shadows of tadpoles and water beetles flicker across the warmed pools perched above the wave line.  A tiny green frog moves out into the sun along a shadows edge.

Blueberries.  They love this sparse, nutrient poor soil just inches thick along the transition from rocky shore to forest.  They are everywhere.  We can’t resist picking a “few”.

Hey, there is a live bear trap.  It seems that a black bear has been visiting camp.  I hope he has gone on and they never catch him.

Sunset.  There is just something about sunset over the water.  It is one of nature’s extraordinary-ordinary events.