Thursday, March 18, 2010

"The day cleared, clouds left with the wind, and in the distance a mountain behind the 'Yakatat Glacier' looms in deceptively rugged terrain.  Forty miles over the 'Dangerous river' is the sleepy village of  'Yakatat Alaska'  of mostly commercial fishermen staying in the 'Glacier Bear Lodge.'  "We reserved a 'park service' cabin where all of the corners of the cabin and sign were 'chewed' off."  Bears the size of 'quarter horses' were splashing most of the water from the creeks in their pursuit of salmon and steelhead.  The little boat, left by the park service, drifts down the Dangerous river towards the sea after trying to kill us by sinking offshore in this lake 'Harlequin' as we pushed away from the glacier face.  "Saved the gear and still dream of the alternative of spending the night on an ice-berg drifting towards the Dangerous."

1 comment:

  1. I would still be involuntarily flinching at the thought of it. And, the photo below, from '74, is very a movie still. You've lived and are living a life created from the stuff that dreams are made of. Good fun.