I think I may have the name of this hill wrong…I think it might be “Hillahundred”. What ever the “official” name is I went back there the other day, it was sunny and warm spring again so I took my “icers”, which have become my favorite winter accessory, and a small picnic and off I went.
The ice along the way was crazy, there are huge patches of it (picture) and I was so glad to have the icers to put on my hiking boots. This was a patch between a rock and a hard place…literally, the ocean on the left and forest on the right. The only way to go forward is to go over the ice. I made it across safely.
When I reached the top of the ice patch, I had to stop to take my accessories off, because I began to walk up rock. I looked out to the ocean and I saw something I haven’t seen since the 1st week I moved here, a submarine coming into the harbour. The picture was to far away to put in the post. To my amazement, I saw, 2 eagles hunting for lunch. I was so excited I wasn’t sure if I actually got a picture of them.
They flew about 20 feet above my head, this one pictured, is actually a mature eagle complete with the white head and tail feathers, his mate had lovely brown spots on her tummy. They were so fast. I guess they had been hunting in the brush before deciding that they preferred fish for their meal, and headed over to the water. I had a lovely time watching them ride the thermals. I lost them a few times in the sun but then a ray would glint off their white feathers and I would catch sight of them once again.
I hiked all the way to the breakwater, as suggested by a friend, I couldn’t go any further as you can see the rocks just ….end…around the corner to the right is the beautiful village of Herring Cove.
The hike was lovely, I was out for just over an hour and a half and that included sitting on the rocks watching the eagles do lazy circles above me while the cold dark waves crashed below my feet. I just sat ate my apple had some water and enjoyed the sun. It truly is a beautiful place.
Dreaming Big from the East Coast