Would you like to come on a walk with us?
Hop in the car!
We’ll go to the Wild Pacific Trail.
Watch out for cougars:
Sorry Snack – er, I mean Bonus – you have to stay on the leash.
Look, here’s Brown’s Bay:
Hey, I found the path to Fletcher’s Cove! It’s a muddy foot path that winds through the bush and brings you here:
Fletcher’s Cove feels like a hidden paradise. It’s not hard to get to, but the path is easy to miss if you don’t already know where it is.
Guess who else loves Fletcher’s Cove? The Stellar sea lions! My favourites!
They were too far away for me to hear, but we could see them all hanging out, enjoying the warm day.
Low tide reveals a field of mussels, sparkling blue in the shy sunlight:
I don’t know enough about the shellfish in the area yet to know how to cook them, or even if these particular mussels are safe to eat. I’ll check with my neighbours on that one.
We found one rock that had been scraped clean of mature mussels, and teeny tiny baby mussels, the size of your fingernail, were sprouting out from the cracks in the barnacled rock:
We found some green, squishy, deflated looking sea creatures. I think they’re anemones.
Oh stop that giggling!
The fine beach sand was smooth and unblemished. The water run off painted fractal patterns in as it ran into the sea:
When we returned home, a great blue heron was perched on top of the eagle’s tree, calling his rough, low gargle:
Well. That was a lovely walk!
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