After a misunderstanding with the ferry agent and a midnight check-in, we were very much in need of some beach relaxation. We wandered around the edge of the island looking for the perfect beach spot. We found it just past a goat field, where about 15 goats were frolicking in their pen. Two hours later, I was on the verge of a nap when something blocked the sun. I opened my eyes and found myself face to face with a large goat who bleated louder than I screamed!! I sat up to find the small herd of goats prancing along the rock wall and over the sand. That was the closest they came to us, and we enjoyed the rest of the afternoon sunning ourselves amid the friendly hoofers.