Awestruck by Glaciers in Endicott Arm

Wednesday, June 9

Tuesday afternoon we anchored 5 miles into Endicott Arm in Seaford Cove, one of the loveliest anchorages of our cruise to date.

Under warm sunny skies, and surrounded by snow-capped mountains, Roland and I read in the sun on the upper back deck while Sharon and Jim were up on the bow with binoculars watching eagles.

The next morning we proceeded up Endicott Arm and were struck by how much larger the icebergs were than in Le Conte Bay.

Neither words nor photos can capture the beauty we witnessed in Endicott. We made it all the way up the arm, within less than a mile of the face of Dawes Glacier. The entire arm is lined with fir-covered mountains, granite cliffs and cascading waterfalls of all sizes, shapes and volumes.

The closer we made it to the tip, the denser the ice in the water, and we soon saw groups of harbor seals sunning themselves on the icebergs everywhere, undisturbed by our presence.

The sun was shining, and we put the boat in idle, in complete awe of the quietness, the massive beauty of the glacier, and the sound of nothing but an occasional eagle or waterfall.

Our LeConte glacier ice had melted in the cooler so Roland pulled another large chunk from the water with a lasso, and using hammer and chisel carved pieces to take up to the cooler.

Leaving Endicott we were struck by the image of a lone bald eagle standing atop a huge iceberg.

I finally quit taking photos and just pulled a chair out on the back deck in the sun and soaked in as much as I could … knowing I would forever cherish the unspoiled nature and memories of my day in Endicott Arm.