The mileage indicator above is wrong, and I’m not sure what to do about it. It says that we have come 1,285 nautical miles (nm), which is accurate, but it also claims we now only have 3,991 nm to go. In actuality, the weather has been great, and we’re running ahead of schedule, so we are making side trips which were never planned. My guess is that we’ve added at least a hundred miles to our trip just bouncing around the local area. Oh well… I’m sure you’ll forgive me for running MORE distance than we originally signed up for.
Glacier Bay is about 55 nautical miles deep. (a nautical mile is about 15% longer than a ‘normal’ mile). However, there are only three or four anchorages. This isn’t a problem, in that only a handful of boats are allowed into the park at a time, and you feel as though you have the whole place to yourself. Most of Glacier Bay is simply too deep to anchor. We were mostly in waters over a thousand feet deep, and rarely saw water under a hundred feet deep.
Our first night was spent at the North Sandy Cove anchorage, a spectacular anchorage tucked in behind a couple of islands. There are two ways to get into the anchorage; one of which is pictured above. This entrance looked fine on the chart, but I took the more conservative approach, around Puffin Island.
We departed early morning from Sandy Cove headed to the Marjorie Glacier; a 30nm run.
Several miles before arriving at the glacier we started seeing small icebergs. At first the ice was easily avoided, but it was rapidly getting denser. There was so much floating ice we finally gave up steering around it, and just tried to push it aside with the bow. Each iceberg was perhaps a foot across, with the majority of the iceberg floating just beneath the surface. Seabird had made this same run last year and made it all the way to the glacier, so I knew that it was possible. However, we were still miles away and there was just too much ice.
The ice wouldn’t politely push away from the bow. Instead, it was pushing down, and under the boat. CRUNCH!!! We heard a horrible crunching sound as one iceberg went under the boat. Roberta was driving at the time, and I said “One more and we turn around.” Five minutes later, another loud crunching sound from beneath the boat. That was it and we turned around.
Here’s a photo of Seabird, deep in the ice, from their trip to Glacier Bay last year. I wanted a similar picture of Sans Souci, but didn’t want to risk damage to the props or stabilizers. I am jealous of this picture of Seabird, but, oh well…
The scale of everything at Glacier Bay is impossible to comprehend. A couple of cruise ships a day are permitted into the park, but co-existing with them is not a problem. Here you see a cruise ship we passed. This ship is probably home to over 2,000 people, yet it looks tiny in comparison to the surrounding landscape.
We headed to an anchorage known as ‘Blue Mouse.’ En route, we passed by Reid Inlet, and its glacier (pictured above). A few years ago, this was a tidewater glacier, meaning that the glacier touched the water, but now, as you can see, the glacier has retracted such that there is a beach separating the glacier from the water.
It is possible to anchor in Reid’s Inlet, just in front of the glacier, but it is not very protected, and the weather reports were claiming a storm, complete with five foot seas, would be coming.
Blue Mouse is an immense anchorage, surrounded by overwhelmingly beautiful vistas. We dropped the tender and did some exploring. At the back of the anchorage, there is a pass, easily navigable in a tender at high tide, which would give us access to another large bay; Skidmore Bay. We started to head in, but then I remembered the park rangers saying that some places were off limits. I radioed to the ranger station who said “Skidmore is shut off from visitors. Please do not enter. Thank you for asking.” Darn. It was probably good they said no. The tide was dropping rapidly and we wouldn’t have wanted to get caught in the wrong bay when the channel between the bays dried up.
While we were at the Blue Mouse anchorage, Grey Pearl was a hundred miles away in Juneau picking up incoming crew, and Seabird had dropped anchor at North Sandy Cove.
The next morning, as nice as Blue Mouse was, our guests wanted to go back to North Sandy Cove, where the odds of seeing bears would be much higher. I radioed Steven to ask what the weather was like: “Dead Calm” he said. I reported to him the weather report I had heard, given by the rangers, the prior evening. “Three foot seas, and 15 knot winds, becoming five foot seas and 25 knot winds.” Steven asked “Are you sure that is for Glacier Bay?” I confirmed that it was. Both Steven and I were seeing nothing but calm seas. Although our guests wanted to return to Sandy Cove, but I didn’t want to put them through rough seas. We had a group discussion, and decided to go for it.
The weather report wasn’t completely wrong. We did experience three foot chop, but only for a couple of hours. Overall it was a very smooth ride, and North Sandy Cove was beautiful on arrival.
Along the way, we were able to see an otter floating in the water. These are very cute creatures who float on their backs. We were also able to see a Puffin bird, which is a big deal in our family. Unfortunately, we didn’t even know we had seen it until I blew up the photo above, and there it was (albeit blurry). Shelby, our dog, is a Norweigan Lundehund, which is a puffin bird-hunting dog. We’ve always wanted to show her a puffin, just to see if she would instinctually recognize it.
At North Sandy Cove, the weather was incredible, and we spent a couple days just hanging out, enjoying our guests.
We took the tender out, and did see several black bears. No one was brave enough to step ashore, we just floated along the shore, watching the bears eat, and taking their pictures.
I know nothing about animals, so I was surprised to see the bears eating clams. The bears seemed to like wandering the beach at low tide, looking for clams. And, to my enormous surprise, the clams would shoot large streams of water. We were fascinated seeing the clams randomly shooting out two foot streams of water! It was like they were putting on a show for us.
Here’s Seabird watching a bear from their tender (this picture was taken from our tender, just behind them)
My stepmom, Sandra Williams, Karen and Ray Hoffman, watching the bears from Sans Souci.
Karen and Ray Hoffman enjoying themselves in Glacier Bay — with a black bear behind them..
Thus far, we’ve only seen black bears. We hunted for the larger brown grizzly bears, and still haven’t found them. No worries. We’ll see plenty of them in Kodiak and Geographic Harbor.
The picture above looks grainy because it is a capture from the video. I wish I had it in higher quality, because arguably, this is amongst the most important photos posted on my blog. It captures better than I ever could with words the essence of what boating is really about. Here you see all the key elements for a perfect day: friends, the barbecue, an incredible anchorage, music, steaks, and wine. Life don’t get much better.
It was disappointing to leave North Sandy Cove, but we had to take our guests to the airport in Gustavus for their flight home. Here you see Seabird pulling anchor. Like us, they have a high pressure chain wash. Frequently, the chain and anchor come back to the boat coated with mud. Our prior boat didn’t have an anchor wash and it was miserable standing on the bow with a hose trying to get the anchor clean, and then clean all the mud off the bow. I’ll never be without one again!
We had been recommended to visit the town of Pelican Cove, which is about 10 miles back a narrow channel.
As we approached Pelican, we were close enough to the Pacific, the Gulf of Alaska, to see the water that we’ll soon be traversing. We’re randomly exploring now, but the trip will turn serious, on June 7th, when we start across. I have been tracking the weather in the Gulf, and as predicted, it looked remarkably calm. The forecast for the next three days called for 15 knot east winds, with six foot seas. This sounded VERY good, and triggered a conversation between ourselves and Seabird on whether or not we should “just go for it.” With blue skies, plenty of fuel, a great weather report, and calm seas, what was stopping us? We were fairly serious for a few minutes, and then realized it just wasn’t practical. Grey Pearl was still in Juneau, and many friends have been looking forward to seeing us off. The idea was discarded.
Pelican Cove is a very small town, and a very attractive one. I saw one estimate claiming 100 year-round residents.The entire town is built on stilts, and all the homes border the waterfront. There is a fish processing plant, which is closed and up for auction. The grocery store is linked to the fish processing plant, and was also out of business. Someone must still believe in the town, because there is a new nine million dollar facility going in to generate power from a nearby stream. We watched some of the construction and were very impressed.
Pelican is home to the infamous Rose’s Bar and Grill.
L to R: John Buchan (Flyer), Steven Argosy (Seabird), Ken Williams (Sans Souci), Rose, Gloria Buchan (Flyer), Roberta Williams (Sans Souci), Carol Argosy (Seabird).
In the picture you see our friends, John and Gloria Buchan, who keep a small boat in Juneau for local cruising during the summer.
In an effort to liven things up Rose talked our wives into tending bar. I’d say it worked.
Our plan had been to stay several days in Pelican, but our wives started talking about going to anchor at Dundas Bay. My friend John has been coming to Dundas for a decade and considers it one of his favorite anchorages in Southeast Alaska. Everyone was quickly convinced, so at 6am the next morning, we were underway for the 36nm run from Pelican to Dundas.
Dundas is a gorgeous, but lesser known anchorage, just west of Glacier Bay. Entering Dundas is simpler than it appears on the charts. There is plenty of water, and no current. Until recently, there were no depths on the charts for the bay, which severely limited access. My friend John mentioned being at anchor, many years ago, when a 100 passenger cruise ship entered the bay and struck an uncharted rock. The boat sank, and John assisted in the rescue. (No one was injured or hurt.)
As we would be anchoring eight miles back a narrow channel, next to the rock where the cruise ship sank, I decided it might be a good time to work on my Sonar skills. I advised Seabird of my intention to run very slowly down the channel. It was a useful exercise, and I am happy to report that the charts were accurate. When we get to the Aleutians, there will be bays where the charts can’t be trusted, and the Sonar will come in handy.
Dundas is an incredible anchorage! As you can see in the photos above, the weather, and the bay, is too good to be true.
We even saw a wolf. How can you distinguish a wolf from a dog? I don’t know. I’m not sure what he is eating. The skeleton appears to be an animal, or at least I hope so…
As you can imagine, an anchorage this awesome creates a perfect opportunity for filling the hot tub! Here’s the view from Sans Souci’s hot tub. Not too shabby! One very strange thing: We tend to hit the hot tub late at night. Last night we were in after 11pm, and it was daylight! There are very few hours of darkness here. I’m not complaining! When the cruising is this good, I’ll take all the hours I can.
And, on a completely different topic…
We’ve been talking about whales recently, so here’s a “whale story” from John Marshall, on Serendipity (Nordhavn 55), presently at Juneau, where our third GSSR boat is:
And, lastly…. I haven’t posted anything technical in a while. To be honest, the boat has been running so flawlessly, that other than changing the oil in the generator, I’ve hardly been in the engine room. Therefore, to keep the technical amongst you interested, I’m passing along this message that I posted last week on the NordhavnDreamers Yahoo group. There was a discussion on generator usage, and I was sharing with the group how we use the generator aboard Sans Souci.
That’s it for today. I do have some great video of the bears and ice, and even took some video in the engine room, as several of you requested. Unfortunately, my internet is very borderline here, and I can’t upload the video to my server. Maybe a few days from now.
N6805, Sans Souci