Had a wild and wavy sail—my first of the season–out to our favorite string of islands. Then like a couple of mountain goats we scrambled and clambered our way around the perimeter, as close to water’s edge as the rising tide allowed… Found out I’m neither as brave nor as agile as I remember being. Could be I’m getting to be an old goat?! But it was an adventure and we came away unscathed with a few pictures to show and tell…
Cormorants sunning as we approach…
Our destination and starting point for the circuit scramble…
Sunshine arrays the sea in sparkling diamonds…
Textured and tinted rocks underfoot—to hop, skip, and jump
And surprise! a cactus has made its home in such an unlikely place reminding us of days long gone…
OK so I’m a chicken. This wee lighthouse doesn’t look so high from here but I’m remembering the water tower I climbed as a fearless youth and the feeling I got when I looked down and my legs didn’t want to move to descend the ladder…
A hillside of ‘caribou lichen’… 
And high on a bluff overlooking a quiet cove we found this remains from some gull’s feast—biggest moon snail shell I’ve ever seen! And now added to my collection…
Finally we finished the circuit and found ‘Bobby’ now afloat with the rising tide, waiting to return us to our sailboat for a quick sail home in the prevailing Northwest wind…
