It's A Big World After All
5/29/17
Coffee, shower, more coffee. Layers, scarf, more layers. It's to the docks for a mid-morning departure on a worthy vessel of adventure.
Our well seasoned captain takes us on a trip of a total of 150 miles around the area near Resurection Bay, weaving in and out of bays and coves and close to all this part of the Alaskan sea has to offer. We see otters playing, both curious and indifferent to our presence. We see sea lions sunning their plump selves on small islands, grey spotted seals flapping their tails oh so slyly, and most grand of all, a pod of orcas moving ever so gently across and under the clear water. These creatures so smooth and elegant, seem as keepers of the secrets of the ocean and of happiness.
The mountains and islands and glaciers and seas continue on for miles and days. Not often have I seen the face of life so clearly. The air is cool and makes our hair beat like the waves, but we are not easily deterred from staying out on deck and in the direct line of sunlight and lifestream. Six hours seems like six days with all that we see, and we leave the boat with a sway in our step and a sparkle
in our eye.
J.S
Coffee, shower, more coffee. Layers, scarf, more layers. It's to the docks for a mid-morning departure on a worthy vessel of adventure.
Our well seasoned captain takes us on a trip of a total of 150 miles around the area near Resurection Bay, weaving in and out of bays and coves and close to all this part of the Alaskan sea has to offer. We see otters playing, both curious and indifferent to our presence. We see sea lions sunning their plump selves on small islands, grey spotted seals flapping their tails oh so slyly, and most grand of all, a pod of orcas moving ever so gently across and under the clear water. These creatures so smooth and elegant, seem as keepers of the secrets of the ocean and of happiness.
The mountains and islands and glaciers and seas continue on for miles and days. Not often have I seen the face of life so clearly. The air is cool and makes our hair beat like the waves, but we are not easily deterred from staying out on deck and in the direct line of sunlight and lifestream. Six hours seems like six days with all that we see, and we leave the boat with a sway in our step and a sparkle
in our eye.
J.S
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