Morning beach walk
Coronation Island is on the west coast of SE Alaska – it was named by Vancouver in honor of King George III taking the crown. It’s now a wilderness area, and we anchored in a long, narrow bay called Egg Harbor.
Glassy calm conditions in the anchorage
A sign of how spoiled we have become – the fact that there are no snow-capped mountains, thousand foot waterfalls, or glaciers calving into the bay means that we almost overlooked how beautiful this place is.
One spot on the beach had thousands and thousands of tiny black snails
We had to stop at the entrance to the bay to let a pair of feeding humpbacks swim slowly across our path, and we spent a couple of hours watching a mother sea otter carry her baby around on her belly.
Once the sea otters stopped calling to one another, it was so quiet that our ears hurt. Just another random anchorage…
