Friends and visitors often ask us about getting to and from the road, which requires crossing the bay at the right tide level, or hiking up around the bay. We avoid the latter for numerous reasons: it more than doubles the time for crossing; bears and moose frequent the upper bay grass lands; it’s full of stinky mud, and the creek must always be crossed, usually with hip boots.
We’ve been so successful at avoiding it that it’s been more than a year at least since I’ve done it. Until Friday, when we did it twice.

