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| Amazing |
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| Crab Pots Heading North |
T
oday is our first Orca sighting, three of them, right next to our boat. Their perfect
synchronized swimming would earn them at "10" at the Summer Olympics.
We decide then and there to buy a new camera with a telephoto
lens.
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| The Captain and his First Mate Manning the Couch |
After 8 plus hours on the water we duck into Baker Inlet for
the night. During the day, we’ve talked to
Hans and Terry on the radio, one of the couples we met while weather hostages in Port McNeil. They're also heading to Ketchikan and are just a few miles behind us so they decide to join us at this anchorage.
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| Trip to Baker Inlet |
The Baker Inlet entrance takes us through a narrow, rock lined, “S” shaped
passage wide enough for exactly one boat. Fog has started to settle and this remote
anchorage, accessible only by boat, is drenched in a beautiful steel blue hue. Four miles later, at the head of the
inlet , we're greeted by a black bear prowling the water's edge. Two other boats are already anchored here, one of them, Safari, is owned by the smart couple who crossed Queen
Charlotte Sound a day after we did, avoiding the rip-roaring ride we had. Before we've even dropped anchor, Gay hails
us on the radio to announce cocktails in 30 minutes.
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| The Entry |
Terry and Hans have now also arrived and everyone launches
their dinghy and makes a bee line for the party boat. It turns out that Terry and Hans are friends
with Gay and Wyman (they are all Californians) and are actually traveling to Ketchikan together. We gain some great local knowledge from Gay
and Wyman as they have cruised Alaska several times. And here, in the middle of
nowhere, we have drinks and appetizers worthy of a first class restaurant while
the rain falls and the bear grazes on shore.
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| Our Home for the Night |
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