Don't Mess With The Butcher!

Somehow we didn't catch any fish in 2010, so the pressure was on to find sustenance in 2011. My fortunes turned during the first trip in a couple of years into Resurrection Bay. It's a bit difficult to type now because i've got my right arm in a sling for the next month, so i'll keep it brief.

Sealions in Resurrection Bay

Was a misty day it was that day.

Giant icebergs from the Bear Glacier loom over the forest in front of them.

A WWII gun bunker on a rocky island has become a bird sanctuary.

I missed a great picture of a whale breaching completely out of the water next to this arch.

On the way back from near Montague Island it looked like the sun had come out. Here you can the icefields covering Kenai Fjords.

These lingcod were the meanest fishes i've ever seen. One of them ate my foot when i wasn't looking.

Here's another, after spending the afternoon gasping for air in the tank, but still so evil that it has eaten the fish lying next to it.

Some of our all important halibut. And after that, some of the less important non-halibut.

Another blurry whale picture. I was sleeping at this point.

There is a long narrow chain of mountains that you must navigate around as you exit the bay, then you wrap around and come back up the backside. They are made of old lava and look pretty fun to try to hike around on.