|Snow capped mountains - Juneau, Alaska|
|Often cloudy mist hugs the valleys|
|Weather changes throughout the day. |
Here the sky dazzles with a mix of bright blue and clouds.
I think it begs to be painted.
|Kayaking back to the Island Spirit|
|Looking towards Ford's Terror|
We'll ride in on a high tide and hopefully out on the same.
|Stunningly beautiful flows of ice|
|Distant Dawes Glacier is still moving mountains|
Alaska is a magical place. With so much plastic, concretre and asphalt in modern life, being here realigns the senses. Peer into the water and it's crystal clear. Smell the air and there's no hint of diesel fumes. Listen to the breeze sweep across mountains. Feel the sun peek from behind a puffy cloud and warm your face. Alaska is massive as well as nuanced with so many experiences. I'm beginning to realize that I'm only skimming the surface.
But oh my, how I'm enjoying this adventure.
Our naturalist tells us that eagles are at the top of their food chain. Since the banning of DDT, they have re-established themselves. What an eagle wants, an eagle gets. I decide to paddle on.
Afterward I just drift along listening to the world around me. It's a cacophony of bird sounds puntuated by a distant whoosh. Delicate and beautiful. I'm feeling one with nature now.
|It's a clear day and distant mountains gleam with snow|
|Sea Lions fill the rock island. Each bull has a harem of 15-20.|
They are very possessive as we learn when we get too close.
|A small one gravel street village with a year-round population of 35. |
No cars. Bikes rule except for the fire truck.
|Twilight fills the sky, land and water with color|