| July 8 -- Seldom have I had a better idea. To our surprise and delight the sun comes out -- the weather is damn near perfect -- and we hike from one beach to another all day. It's a bit like a treasure hunt, finding the trailheads -- usually marked by an old fishing float or other flotsam hanging in a tree. The trails themselves are fun and challenging; sometimes we have to use ropes (left in place by earlier travellers) to scale steep cliffs. Each beach has a slightly different character. Each seems more perfect than the last; we cannot decide which is the best. |
