The hike in was nothing special. A light misting complemented the mud pits nicely, and thank God for Gore-Tex. But all that muck was over after a quick two miles, and we were to our site, nestled in a grove of trees right behind the piled driftwood. Camp was set up, and exploration began.
We spent that evening and the next day exploring the beach. The weather, though not clear and sunny, was tolerable. No heavy rains or winds, and that's enough for me. The scenery was gorgeous, in a grey, ominous way. By night, we ate and drank heartily while sitting around the fire.
Beautiful place to go when all the rest of the world is blanketed in white. Now here's some pics:
