12/29/09 Motor sailed to Wardrick Wells park headquarters.
This is the north mooring field and very busy.
Dingy to headquarter to pay for the ball for the night ($15).
About 15 boats in an anchorage that is kind of like a river with the currents.
Our dingy anchored in the sand.
View of the boat from the beach.
Hiking the island, we found a cave (hole) with a ladder down into it. No lost treasures to be found, Rats!!
East shore had a lot of rocks next to the water.
Another beach.
At the top of a small hill on the north side of the Cay was a place that people left small hand made signs with their boat name and the year of their visit. The park rangers want the signs to be made of driftwood.
Slapdash above the Bronco figure.
These small holes shoot a blast of air up at you as the waves from the surf crash into the caves at sea level. The air in the caves is ejected up with a great force.
One more beautiful beach. No beach chairs, no towels, nobody around.
So ends the days hike, 4 miles, 10 beaches.
Happy Birthday Dad!!!
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