|The Dunes on an overcast day. This area reminded me|
of coastal Washington or Oregon.
|Leave your inner fashionista at home when rafting in Alaska. |
I'm sporting the latest in raft-wear—a decidedly unfashionable (but waterproof)
outfit of rubber pants with suspenders, topped by a rubber coat.
Back in the rafts we caught a good current which whisked us to Shell Creek where we stopped for lunch. Kate and Guide Tim prepared pasta salad, fruit and bagels while Husband Tim strung up his fly rod for a little casting. No luck.
|Tim fishes the braided channels near|
The Peninsula. Beautiful spot.
No fish to be had.
|The turbulent Wernicke near our campsite. |
The fish weren't biting.
|Fourth night's camp near the mouth of Baird Canyon.|