
Proudly perched on the top of his own self declared throne, located somewhere in the vicinity of 90 miles out in the Prince William Sound of southern Alaska, it was more than obvious that "King" owned this jagged, inhospitable rock sculpture as well as the two accompanying islands found near by.
While his harem of female sea lions engrossed themselves in barking in a primal attempt to protect their fertile breading grounds (at Kings behest of course) King barely exerted enough energy to pretend to care.

With his insatiable mass and domineering presence, not one junior sea lion in the local vicinity dared to challenge him.
We circled around this random rock formation in a twenty two foot aluminum fishing boat, gawking at


Although fishing was a bit slow that day, I did manage to convince a small halibut to bite my hook. Please excuse the red faced look of utter constipation on my face as I had just gaffed a fish half the size of my body in a proud moment.
Later on, we decided to stop by one of the many islands in the Prince William Sound. These islands had the inviting look of paradise (as seen on TV). But after stepping off the boat with our waiters on, the bone chilling coldness of the salty water penetrated right through the neoprene protection and rested itself directly into my inner core . It was a startling realization that this

This was undeniably the best part of my trip! I hope everyone in their life time gets to see something this amazing!!!
1 comment:
That sea lion is unbelievable. As for the cold indifference of the Alaskan back-country, you can really see how that kid from the Krakauer book got in over his head...
Great photos...
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