Resurrection Bay
Story goes that the Russian merchant and trader Alexander Baranov’s ship was forced to take shelter here during a powerful storm on Easter eve. Stunningly calm, beautiful weather on Easter […]
Story goes that the Russian merchant and trader Alexander Baranov’s ship was forced to take shelter here during a powerful storm on Easter eve. Stunningly calm, beautiful weather on Easter […]
Oh, right – the storm. Played out about as the crew said it would: we rocked a little more than usual (though “usual” is always hard to quantify on an […]
Third mate was talking about it with one of the engineers when I came in. “Yeah, next week we’re gonna be laughing about this: ‘Remember that one transit that really […]
By the numbers, there are about 40 of us onboard this little bluewater ark, bobbing and swirling our way north to Alaska. 18 officers, ABs and engineers, I think, and […]
I wonder if it ever gets old? Oh god, I dearly hope not, any more than would the first whiff of a rose in spring, or the magic of a […]
It was like a game of peekaboo: up on the trail, blue skies with crashing blue ocean below us. Down on the bluffs? Swirling gray mist all around. Back up […]
I’d been on the verge of saying that, once again I’ve gone off gallivanting and the world has fallen apart in my absence, but that’s not quite right. I mean, […]