For Tom.

This hill has been in our family for as long as anyone can remember. Long before there was a cabin on it, it was Tom's - my dad. He grew up here. Ran through the gardens, helped work the fields his family kept on the slope above Chezzetcook Inlet. The view from the top didn't have a single structure on it back then. Just sky, salt water, and the kind of quiet you don't notice until you've left it.

In the mid-1980s, Dad and I built the first cabin on the hill together. By hand. No electricity. No water. No plumbing. Just a wood stove, a kettle, and a couple of folding chairs pulled up to the doorway. We'd come up on weekends - sometimes the two of us, sometimes friends, sometimes silence - and watch the sun set over the inlet like it was the first time we'd ever seen one.

Dad used to look out over that water and say, “More people should get to feel this.”

He didn't live to see that part. But it stayed with me.

Sunset Inlet is what came of it. Every cabin we've added, every fire pit we've dug, every tree and flower that was planted was put here because of what he said. The first cabin we ever built - the one we slowly, carefully rebuilt with a hot tub, a fireplace, and all the comforts he never had - is the one you'll find named Jolly Tom's. After him.

This place isn't really ours. It always was his. We're just making sure other people get to feel it too.

- Kyle & Kim at Sunset Inlet