At the end of the Botel Trail is a wonderfully rocky remote beach.  It was so quiet I could hear the wings of an eagle as she carried a fish low across the water where she disappeared into the forest.  An otter was on his back  and I could hear him cracking shells on his tummy over and over again.  Fish were jumping and I could hear the splash and see the ripples in the stretch across the water.  All Amazing!

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