This is "The Rock", sometimes known as "Ryan's Rock". This is where we swim. This is where I spent the majority of my days in the summers of my youth. Bonfires galore and many a beach party were held here.
This is the other side of the rock. We don't swim on this side, there are too many reefs. My brother was nearly battered into oblivion during a storm here, we had to fish him out before we lost him.
This is the shoreline further down where the loons perch on the rocks. I've been known to perch there myself. How fitting.
