The hill I wanted to climb was on private property. There also was a fence the length of the field, as well as a river separating us.
I made my peace (mostly) with not being able to climb the hill and headed to the beach located on Spirit’s Bay.
The beach itself is strange in how flat it is. The grade from the top of the beach to the waterline is nearly horizontal, with only a slight slope. In addition, the beach is long in every direction.
I saw a small turtle-shell shaped island that had enough of a land bridge to get across. Afterwards, there is just a short, easy walk up to the top.
The view from the top was magnificent. The color of the water, the rocks down below, the mountains in the distance, and the plants all came together to form a beautiful scene.
There was also a memorial on top of the hill for Raymond and Christopher, two people who were lost at sea back in August 1989. Even beautiful places have tradgedies. I hope their families have found some peace in the last 29 years.
So far, this has been my favorite campsite. It has also been the most crowded, which makes sense. Nice people, though, so the more the merrier.