June 25: The Man Who Fell From Heaven
Posted August 16, Judd Anchorage, Duke Island, AK
Years ago, we traveled for the first time to Prince Rupert, BC, and visited its wonderful Museum of Northern British Columbia. Among myriad exhibits about the history and art of Indigenous people in the area, it has a replica of a petroglyph of a human, life sized and pecked out of solid rock. It’s labeled, “The Man Who Fell From Heaven.”
“The origin of this petroglyph is explained by some of the Tsimshian Indians in the following story. An important Indian man, to impress the people, said he was going up to the sky. He disappeared but came back home some days later as he could not stay hid long for lack of food. He explained to the people that he had fallen through the sky and struck the earth. To prove this he took the Indians to this rock sculpture and said that it was the dent he made when he fell from heaven. He really sculptured it himself while hiding. According to another story this sculpture was made where the body of a drowned Indian was found.” -- Harlen I Smith, 1936, Essays in Anthropology
Looks like a spider on acid, right? |
By the time I escape the forest’s clutches and get to shore on the other side, I have lost count of the times I’ve had to rescue my baseball cap from the sinister grip of some unseen branch stub or overhanging bough. One of my gloves has mysteriously disappeared, my sea pants and jacket are filthy, I have all kinds of itchy, ticklely stuff down my back, and I’m all sweaty.
These faces -- who do they represent? |
Viking sea boots are the best! |
At last my determination and sheer, ridiculous doggedness pay off and I once again find the Man Who Fell From Heaven.
It’s a HURRAH! moment. It's a time to contemplate the past, and the person who imagined this enduring work of art and then completed it.
I think about the people who lived in this place many centuries before
Cook, Vancouver, fur traders and settlers ever came here. Though this
village site is now abandoned, descendants of those who lived here in
are just a couple of miles away in Metlakatla, and scattered around
northern BC, Alaska, and all over the world. They share such a rich culture.
This day we have a negative tide, so the water level is unusually low -- lower than the average low tide. It's an opportunity to see sea life seldom exposed in this place. a wet-knees crawl along the base of a rocky islet reveals these remarkably red tubeworms -- annelids that anchor their tail to a rock and secrete a mineral tube into which they can withdraw their entire body. Love the color!
July 4, Ketchikan's Parade and Fireworks
I grew up in small towns with small-town parades and celebrations, so being in Ketchikan is fun and full of nostalgia. The proud citizens who march and ride in the parade are a joy to see. We wave to them, and they wave to us, and shower us with what we used to call 'penny candy'. Fire engines whoop, politicians and candidates stir up cheers, and a series of big hay trucks carry dozens of representatives of high school graduating classes: the most recent Class of '24, '04, '94, '84, etc. We're told many alums travel back here year after year for the reunion parties. Their enthusiastic songs and cheers provide a great soundtrack. And to top it all off: one of the cruise ships, calling their passengers back on board for departure, plays the theme music from "The Love Boat" on their huge ships' horns!
Because it stays light so late during the summer, it's 11pm before we can enjoy a marvelous fireworks show over the harbor and Tongass Narrows.
July 27: Salmon Spawning Season and Lots of Happy Bears
While Admiralty Island (east of Baranof Island across Chatham Strait) claims it has the largest population of grizzlies in SE Alaska, we have had very good luck finding them all along the southwest coast of Baranof.
By popular demand on the part of the First Mate, we return to Ell Cove anchorage on Baranof, so we can make another visit to the fish hatchery at Hidden Falls. It's a remarkable place where salmon eggs and milt are harvested, and tiny salmon are raised safely until they are big enough to significantly increase their chances of survival in the ocean when released. It's an important part of helping to maintain fish stocks. The bears here are conditioned to "stay on their side" of the waterfall's outflow, so workers can safely do their jobs and visitors (and workers too) can watch in awe. Bears just being bears.
This year we find over a dozen bears and cubs wandering, fishing (and learning to fish -- hilarious) and even fighting. Spawned-out and bear-kill chum salmon litter the rocks. The stink of dead fish is palpable. Sunshine and rain clouds chase each other across the sky.
I'll let the videos speak for themselves.
(1:39) This cub's endless enthusiasm to learn how to catch a salmon is inspiring. Mom lets her cub go for it on its own.