Wednesday, July 21, 2010
Last summer around this time I was in Seattle, walking on the bluff overlooking Elliot Bay. It was a warm evening, the sun was at a low angle, and I could smell the creosote from the docks below. All of a sudden the memory of another Northwestern waterway came rushing back to me: I was walking along Tongass Narrows on the way to work at the cannery in Ketchikan when a bald eagle soaring on a wind current landed on a snag just a few yards away from me.
Posted by Tai at 11:11 AM