Down at the beach by the cottage the salmon are still heading up the creek that feeds into the bay there. We like to watch their strong bodies push against the current and maneuver around the logs and rocks. They move so quickly despite their size, their fins slicing through the surface like a shark’s where the water is low. We scared up some bald headed eagles when we cut through the stand of old growth trees in the back of the bay to have a look upstream. Such a wing span! Out on the shore the gulls provided us company as we beachcombed and watched the fog roll in. It rained a little, but we didn’t mind. It just made heading back for stew around the woodstove all the more pleasant.
Raven Wood Cottage 