Walking to White Bay beach, joined by someone also going that way
View of the beach from the crest, view back at the ship
As we head up the hill, a dog comes out of a house, looks around, and joins us for the walk to White Bay beach. He escorts us for the entire walk, but as soon as we reach the beach, our new dog friend noses around the edge of the road and scares a young goat tied to the tree. Both are startled and jump up fast. After recovering, our new friend completes his escort duties and runs into the water and starts playing with the kids. What a great dog life! We were his ticket to the beach.
Scaring the goat (and dog)
At White Bay, we settle in at the Soggy Dollar, which gained its name because people would swim ashore from boats in the bay and pay for their drinks with water-soaked dollars.
Settling in at the Soggy Dollar
A Painkiller and lunch
View out from the Soggy Dollar - a popular place!
But, eventually, it is time to hike back over the hill and away we go, no local island escort dog this time.
Hiking up the hill, away from White Bay
And, down the other side into Great Harbor
We wander through Great Harbor, just to see what is there. Great Harbor has 200 residents, most of the permanent residents on the island, five restaurants, and our new-friend dog.
Departing Great Harbor