
Expedition
Log

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Expedition Log:
August 10, 2001
David
Policansky
Unimak Island through Unimak
Pass to Dutch Harbor
We arrived in the morning at
Otter Cove, Unimak Island, the first of the Aleutian Islands
heading west. The mystique of the Aleutians -- both their
physical (volcanic) and their human history involving
Natives, Russians, Americans, and Japanese arrival -- added
to the enormous allure of Unimak Island. After a Zodiac
landing on the beach, Bill Howard, Peter Hausmann, and I
headed down the beach and across the marine tundra with our
fly rods to try some fishing. The scenery, however,
consisting of mountains, beaches, and abandoned buildings
bathed in sunlight, and the wildlife (foxes, seabirds, an
eagle, and wonderful wildflowers) made us stop repeatedly
for photographs and exclamations. It took us more than an
hour to begin to fish. When we did, we had some modest
success. We each caught a fish or two, greenlings (a
perch-like fish of rocks and kelp) and dolly varden char (a
relative of salmon). Others hiked the beaches and the
verdant hillsides. Finally, we had to leave the enchanted
isle of Unimak.
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Grassy bluff
on Unimak Island seen during long tundra walk.
(Photo by National Ocean Service, NOAA).
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image for a larger view.
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But the voyage continued to
provide pleasures and surprises. Unimak's three large
volcanoes -- smooth Round Top; grotesquely double-peaked
Isanotski; and the perfect cone of Shishaldin, at more than
9,300 the tallest mountain in the Aleutians--provided a
marvelous and changing panorama in the sunshine (it was so
balmy that my wife Sheila and I were basking on deck) as we
cruised towards Unimak Pass and the Bering Sea. I've done
studies that involved the Bering Sea, which is named after
the great 18th century Russian explorer of Alaska (Vitus
Bering), and so I've long wanted to be there. Passing
through Unimak Pass meant the ship had finally reached the
Bering Sea, nearly three weeks after leaving Prince
Rupert.
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Mt.
Shishaldin on Unimak Island as seen from Clipper
Odyssey. (Photo by National Ocean Service,
NOAA).
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We sailed alongside Akutan
Island to stunning views of cliffs, caves, snowcapped
mountains, and waterfalls. Our photographer, Kim Heacox, had
said at dinner he was hoping for a fishing boat to enhance
the scene, and as I went to the top deck with my camera,
there was the boat. In addition to the scenery and the
enthusiastic passengers drinking it all in (and
photographing as if there were no tomorrow), there were
hundreds of black-footed kittiwakes gleaming in the evening
sun.
Then we headed for Dutch Harbor,
the U.S. fishing port that lands the greatest volume of
fish. The weather continued fair and calm and we cruised
through large flocks of whiskered auklets, to the delight of
the birdwatchers. A few hardy souls (including artist Kes
Woodward, naturalist Dale Chorman, young explorer Clare
Baldwin, birdwatcher Bill Howard, and I) stayed on the
fo'c'sle deck watching the long, slow sunset, hoping to see
the elusive green flash. Although that prize was not granted
to us, the sunset was amazingly long-lasting. And it was
glorious, a great prelude to our arrival in Dutch Harbor
later that evening and the beginning of our time in the
Bering Sea.
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the day's photos)
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