Aki dislikes baths. Does she know that I chose this walk over the Sheep Creek delta as a pre-bath treat. The flood tide has yet to cover the broad expanses of sand. My little dog charges down the beach after her beloved Frisbee. A handful of gulls hunt areas of died back grass for food. Just offshore, two bald eagles perched on the number 2 navigation marker, watch Aki run down her Frisbee. The promised rain hasn’t arrived and only ghosts of fog obscure the channel-side mountains. Small ponds and potholes capture most of the beauty from the snow-covered mountains. But my favorite view is of the edge of snow pack carved by yesterday’s nineteen-foot high tide.