The pictures get kind of repetitive from here through the end of kayaking, because everything took on an epic scale and it's impossible to catch it on a point-and-shoot camera. So instead of one picture that sums it all up, there are a lot of different pictures that maybe aren't actually all that different, but each gives me something different to write about.
We stopped at Gaamuak Cove where the map indicated there was a campsite. There was, but it was occupied by a largish group (the third and last group of kayakers we saw the whole trip). I talked to one of them, who told me about two other campsites that he thought were nice.
While I was looking into campsites, Mom & Dad paddled around the cove and found an amazing bird rookery. There was a several hundred foot cliff to the water, and there must have been thousands of birds swirling around. Their kayak was a little speck surrounded by swirling masses of birds. (I didn't have my camera out.)
It was late, in the 8-9pm ish hour, and we were all exhausted from the hard paddling earlier in the day, but it seemed like it was worth pushing on a couple more miles to camp within sight of Chenega Glacier, so we could basecamp and rest for the next day. I still don't know whether that was the best choice or not, but I think it worked out reasonably well despite the fact that we didn't get into camp until sunset, and were finally piling into bed at 1am. Mom was getting close to hypothermic. However, we did make it safely, and it rained all day the next day, so it turned out to be really great to be base camped, since we could see the glacier from our tents when the rain wasn't too hard, we could hear the glacier calving on and on and on, and we didn't have to pack up camp in the rain (the next day, at least)!
There's a bigger version of this picture here.
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