Smuggler Cove is a short hike through a provincial park, about ten minutes away from us. Peter and I hiked through the park about two years ago and went back again on Saturday to enjoy a gorgeous day of sunshine.
The path starts out rough but groomed with boardwalks taking you across the marshy sections.
Why is the area so marshy? You can see trees, now dead, that grew before the water was there. There hasn’t been a flood recently…
The culprit:
We saw further evidence of beavers at work.
We lingered outside their home but our industrious national animal was not spotted.
After the marsh ends, the path became rockier as it took us closer to the ocean’s edge.
The Arbutus trees lean toward the sea as they shed their skin.
Spring is arriving in a thousand tiny ways.
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