Two days at the top of the world

Brown Ridge on Saturna Island isn't really the top of the world, but it sure feels like it when you're looking out over the gulf islands and the ocean far below.

We are lucky enough to have access to a sweet little cabin right on the top of the ridge. 

It's a rustic cabin with no electricity or refrigeration and water is pumped from a cistern below, but it's a lovely place and the biggest bonus is the deck in front. 

We were up there earlier this week with some friends and as usual we spent most of the time drifting along the grassy edge of the cliff or snacking on the deck.

I can't think of a nicer place to hang out with good friends in the sunshine.



We took the dogs and walked along the ridge both to the east and the west of the cabin and no matter where you go the views are spectacular. We have to mind our footing because the dry grass is slippery and the only trails are made by the resident goats.

Here are the two visiting poodles, who just loved romping around in the woods. Geordie came too and behaved very well, allowing the intruders into his cabin without too much protest.

One afternoon we drove down to Winter Cove and walked the trail to Boat Pass. Here you can see the tide emptying out of the big cove.

But before too long we were back at the cabin enjoying some cold white wine on the deck and waiting for the goat parade.

A herd of feral goats makes the ridge their home and nearly every evening we see them wandering along the goat path at the top of the ridge.

This evening we saw them only from a distance though, as they kept their distance because of the dogs.

You can see a mother goat with her small black kid in this photo. As we watched the goats picked their way down the cliffs.  

Here's a last view of the setting sun illuminating the fields below.