Cascade Falls

Cascade Falls. A huge torrent of cold, clear, snow-melt that rushed through the trees and down into the bay in with a roar.

An Eagle that had perched on the side of the Bay that I snapped from the kayak.

Happy, the Discovery mascot, wearing his dinner best. He would sit on the step to the captain's area without budging during dinner without begging once. That's doggie willpower.

We discovered that you could get Happy to pose for pictures if you held the stick you were using for fetch up in front of him and kept one hand on his head.

Happy was most happy when playing fetch. Simply tireless. If you didn't throw the stick, Happy would go from person to person until someone did.

Looking out of the bay from Cascade Falls.

The Discovery anchored at the base of the falls.

The morning mist rising slowly off of the trees.

Late sunset from the previous night as the fog rolls in and we head into the bay.

View from the top of the falls as we listened to the roar of the water plummeting into the sea.

Fluffy white clouds peppering the sky from the top of the falls made really cool ripply patterns against the blue.

Pierre posing on the ledge above the falls.

The group hiking along the river as we headed up to the lake above the falls. At times, it was easier to walk through the water than shimmy through the brush.

At last, the lake: placid, quiet and full of wildlife.

As you looked back towards the mountains, there was still a light morning mist over the water.

And, for the bird lovers, there were ducks of all sorts. These two are a mated pair of Barrow's Goldeneye Ducks.

This Common Merganser (diving) duck pair was likely nesting along the far bank of the lake.

Dean, the owner of the Discovery, tour operator and guide pointing out the sights.

This Harlequin Duck Pair was also off in the trees on the far side of the lake. This was taken with a 500mm lens to keep me from having to wade across the lake. The Ducks were a little skittish anyhow so this was probably as close as we were getting.

There was all kinds of really cool moss, looking like some sort of weird seascape.

This is Bog Blueberry. Sam was calling it Salmon Berry. Too bad we missed the berry season but then I suppose the bears would have been out competing with us for berries.

This is the view of the mountains from a grassy knoll, a nice parting shot of the mountains on a warm Spring day.