Walkways make a hike around flowerpot a pleasurable experience. At its highest point the island stretches 44 metres above the water but it plunges to a depth of 90 metres just offshore from the famous flowerpots. A 2.75 km loop guides hikers through a forest of aged cedars. Gnarled reddish roots wriggle up from amongst the massive boulders and any progress into the islands interior is both difficult and discouraged by the park’s department.
Maggie and I ate lunch on the rocky shore and were closely watched by several timid red squirels. they would be quick to snatch up any crumbs that we might leave. Iwas relieved to learn that unlike the mainland which is the home to many a fat black snapper, the island was free of them. Our host at the bed and breakfast where we stayed (Cape Chin Connection) warned us to watch out as the snakes were especially plentiful this year. Apparently they have the peculiar habit of throwing themselves forward in an ungainly heap, in this way moving from a safe distance to within striking range quite unexpectedly. I am assured that the local rattlers are unagressive but I wont be taking any chances.