Having just spent 2 perfect days on San Juan Island I am once again feeling grateful that I live so close to so many exquisite places. The landscape at the southern end of San Juan Island draws me in like a magnet. I spent one morning exploring American Camp and was delighted again and again by the beauty all around me!
I was hiking the meadows above the Strait of Juan de Fuca and decided to go down into this lovely deserted cove.
I walked the length and was taking pictures at the far end when I kept sensing someone or something. I looked behind me but saw nothing so I figured it was just the sound of the water. Then when I turned to go I looked up and behind me and there were 4 silhouettes staring down at me, like scouts out on reconnaissance surveying their territory. A delightful encounter indeed.