The fiords and islands near Seward seemed to need exploring, so we went at it.
As we passed the end of the peninsula separating fiords and came back out on the ocean – with Irene lifting and dropping in the ever present swell – we enjoyed spotting wildlife and got some nice sailing in as well. Heading back deep into the next fiord, the wind and swell diminished and finally disappeared. We found a nice little cove, with jade colored water from the near glacier, to call home for a few days.
Craving pastry, we launched the dinghy to go ashore for berry picking.
The anchorage was tranquil, the views were stunning, and the weather was gorgeous. We could see the glacier at the head of the fiord and decided move Irene to anchor off the beach for an afternoon.
After a few days of idyllic calm, we felt a weather change early one morning. An amazingly warm wind sprang up from a new direction, unfortunately the direction our little cove could not provide shelter. We sat on deck in T shirts at four in the morning, perfectly comfortable, wondering how tropical air had come all the way to Alaska. We debated our next move as the wind increased – and decided the prudent thing would be to haul anchor and head back to Seward for re-provisioning. We left the cove before sunrise – we haven’t really encountered much darkness yet this summer – as a beautiful moon was setting.