Exploring Grenadier Island

It’s only her second time on a bicycle in umpteen years but the Admiral offloads her new Port Runner folding bike, in three steps unfolds and assembles it, and off across Grenadier Island she goes, following a trail through the woods and past a beaver dam.


As the sign explains, nature is taking over the island again, more than a century after it was cleared for use as agricultural land. Click on any image for a larger view.

A bustling farming community once thrived on Grenadier Island, but today it’s mostly the summer people who remain. The bustle of activity on the island is now made by boaters, hikers and paddlers who fancy the warm sandy beaches, old fishing holes, vivid past and abundant opportunities for observing wildlife.

The Admiral finds the water too cold and too wet for swimming.

All day we watch ducks, geese and a solitary great blue heron foraging for sustenance.

And the occasional perch aiming not become sustenance for anyone.

With bedding airing in the bright sunshine, our TomCat begins to resemble a gypsy boat.




Keeping the windows clean aboard At Last! is a daily chore for the Admiral.











Keeping in shape was supposed to be a daily task for the Captain but . . .

It’s the last day of summer, a glorious day that we enjoy immensely before a 15-minute cruise to a private island nearby where we have been invited for dinner.