Today could be summed up as wet. Misty would be understating it.
The wet fjords.
We were to stop in Ketchikan, rated as the third wettest place on the planet. Garden watering systems do not sell well here. Swimming pools are superfluous.
As we arrived, we were trailed by a bald eagle. He was probably wondering what the hell we were doing there...
Ketchikan lived up to its promise. As we disembarked, along with 4,000 others, the heavens opened. 4,000 umbrellas and my woolly hat. I had come prepared.
On finding shelter in a nearby boat, we headed off to the fjords.
It took over an hour and a half to get there. We then navigated around the fjords hoping for a break in the rain.
The views, when viewable, were pretty amazing, but it wasn't until we turned back to base that some of the colours could be seen.
This small island (the New Eddystone Rock) is actually the top of a volcano, caused, as I'm sure you are aware, by isostatic rebound. 😏
Taking photos of all this magnificence was sorely testing, especially as my lens was constantly assaulted by wet stuff. My camera may be water resistant but my photos aren't...
But fear not. Today was but a taster for the main event tomorrow.
The Wedding.
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