Monday, August 9, 2021

Some Random Photos from Warm Springs Bay

 Here are some photos of different things from our winter in the Warm Springs Bay last year.

We have a friend who stores some of his crab gear on what we affectionately call "Waterworld" in one of the arms of the bay.  

Jen has wanted to get a couple old crab pots to make a table in our back yard for years.  We finally asked Pete if we could have a few from his culled pile of retired pots and he was glad to get rid of them.

Headed out with the best of the worst.

Speaking of crab pots, here's a shot Jen took of the moon setting behind the ridge across from the lodge.  (Did I mention these shots were going to be random?)

On our big tides, I take the skiff out to pull logs off the beach in Chatham Strait for firewood.

It was a good year for firewood!!!

On this day, I got a "Two-for"--a beautiful Christmas tree and a volunteer log.  (A volunteer is a log we find floating in the water.  That saves me from having to go ashore and work it down the beach to the water.)

Cutting rounds to split.  (Or at least thinking about it.)

Trying to figure out how to keep all the logs contained.  I ended up putting a boom around the area to prevent the logs from escaping on high tides.  Even when they are tied up, if there is a swell in the bay, the logs can untie themselves and take off!

We did get some snow this year, but nothing like "the good old days"!

Looking down at the dock from the deck.

Thelma and Louise learning what snow is.

Snowblower.

Snowblower Supervision

Anytime we ran out of snow to shovel, there was always plenty left over at the townsite!

Thelma and Louise waiting for something to move.

Thelma on the edge.













Baranof Lake in Winter

On nice days in the winter, Jen and I often snowshoe around the bay.  Here are some photos from a snowshoe hike we took up to Baranof Lake on a nice day between snow storms.

Thelma and Louise out on the deck before we head over to the townsite.  (They opted not to join us on the hike!)

Near the outlet river at Baranof Lake.

Looking out on the lake.

We snowshoed up to a nice vantage point overlooking the lake.

Our friend Tim, who caretakes the dozen houses at the townsite.

Headed back to the lodge in the skiff.