On a warm, spring day, we climbed in the truck and drove up the coastline of the island seeking the entrance to a trail we had not yet encountered. Inspecting the wooded landscape that lined the street, we searched for a gap in the trees. Earth that moved after rainwater runoff carved its path down the mountain caught our eye but didn't create the physical space needed to pass. Nearly ready to abandon our search and forge our own trail, we turned the corner and saw an incline and a clearing fit for a hiker. Thirty minutes of climbing up the mountain mirroring the one pictured here, and we stood happily on a new height. The sunset changed the colors of both the sky and the ocean as we stared on in appreciation for the island.