As we made our way back to the boat, I wondered if there was anywhere else like this place.
I know what it’s supposed to be… a hike through the woods. But in reality, it isn’t like that at all.
We tromp into the trees, where the ground is dry, the guides said I shouldn’t wear my hiking boots, but I can’t help but wonder why.
We watched the little Sitka Blacktail wander slowly out of the forest only thirty feet in front of us.
These rocks are very different. This place is very different.