Tim used the truck to mow the trails and I went along for the ride.

We checked up on our visitors. No one was anchored in Garden Cove because it was too rough. Very beautiful, but rough. We found them in Winter Cove, tucked in nicely. By the footprints we found on the beach, we had just missed them.

Along the way, we spotted the perfect Christmas tree. It’s strange to be gearing up for Christmas in sunny, relatively warm weather. Will Santa find us here? Yesterday was our summer solstice and the longest day of the year. He doesn’t have a long enough night to do everything he needs to do.