We return to inside waters with a double sigh of regret and relief.
Icy Strait is a hydrological wonder. Deep and wide to the east, kinked in the middle, and shoal and narrow to the west, it connects Lynn Canal/Chatham Strait with ocean waters. The tide drive temendous flows across convoluted land and bottom contours. Right angle feeds collide in sudden rip fields. Fresh water flows over saltwater, dragging across tides. Bores, rips, and whorls abound. Add winds driven by glacier cooled downdrafts from northern quarters.
We’ve been learning how to sail this glorious mess over the years, one awkward passage at a time. But we slip through easy, this time. Sort of.