
Before I launch into walk photos, I want to acknowledge the fellow above who took it upon himself to guard the Zephyr during our absence. He was sunning himself when I tied up, and still there when we returned.
We dinghied to the other (non-Mike) end of Melanie Cove to walk a trail to a small unnamed lake about a mile from the water. The walk was uphill, the lake overlook offered an opportunity for a drink of water and a snack.







