The plateau being somewhat tilted towards the west, this spot on which we had paused commanded a wide prospect on either hand. Before us, over the tree-tops, we beheld the Cape of the Woods fringed with surf; behind, we not only looked down upon the anchorage and Skeleton Island, but saw -- clear across the spit and the eastern lowlands -- a great field of open sea upon the east. Sheer above us rose the Spy-glass, here dotted with single pines, there black with precipices. There was no sound but that of the distant breakers, mounting from all round, and the chirp of countless insects in the brush. Not a man, not a sail, upon the sea; the very largeness of the view increased the sense of solitude.
- Treasure Island, Robert Louis Stevenson |
Once upon a time thar be a fantastic view from this location, but t'surroundin' trees have since grown t'such a size that t'view be all but obscured. T'journey be still worth it though.
Access Spy-glass by drivin't Belcarra Park and hikin' t'Jug Island Beach Trail (1.4 km bearin' 356° magnetic as t'crow flies), or you can use a boat t'access Blood Beach and head 756 m bearin' 192° magnetic.
T'cache be a 2.4 litre camo lock & lock container full of booty for slip of the urchin and buccaneer's alike. Trade fairly or ye be white livered squid and sure to be black spotted, arr!
May yer sails stay full and yer powder dry!