We said good-bye to Petersburg and slowly made our way up Frederick Sound Wednesday morning to our next destination – Baird Glacier in Thomas Bay .
It was a short run, only 20 miles, and our early departure had more to do with
the currents than anything else. The mouth of Thomas Bay
is two miles wide, but the actual entrance has been narrowed down by reefs and
shoals that extend into the channel and the current can be strong with
turbulent water.
The
minute we crossed the bar, the water turned milky green from the glacial runoff
. . . we were close. But it was an
overcast day and starting to rain, so rather than make the trip up-inlet, we
settled for anchoring in Ruth Cove where we tucked up inside with the heater
running and waited patiently to view the glacier – an opportunity that wouldn’t
come for another 40 hours.
Friday
morning, we woke up to clearing skies so we upped-anchor and made our way to
the head of Thomas Bay .
As we slowly moved up the inlet, the sea temperature dropped to 45°F and the
breeze off the ice seemed just as cold. The clouds clung to the steep
mountains, hiding the snow-capped peaks from view, but the sun broke through
just enough to shed a little light on the glacier as it wound its way down the
mountain.
It
wasn’t the glacier itself that was impressive; it can’t have been more than
30-feet tall at its snout, if that. It was the evidence of past glacial action
on the surrounding cliffs: deep gouges, called striations, carved by rocks that
the glacier had dragged against the surface as it advanced and retreated. It truly
was an amazing sight; but the head of Thomas Bay
is cold and uninviting, so we didn’t linger. We still had 50 miles ahead of us
and needed to get moving . . . Cannery Cove on Admiralty Island was waiting.
Note: This blog was written on
Friday, 12 June 2015.
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