The Coast Mountains plunge steeply to the water’s edge, making for incredible scenery along  much of the Inside Passage.

S/V Grizzly Bear surveying fish on Alpha Creek.  The owners built the boat themselves.

On our 100th day of paddling we camped at Echo Bay.  Unable to find French fries, we settled for the first picnic table of our trip.

With crisp fall grass and plump blackberries the Gulf Islands reminded us of home.

Known as Arbutus in Canada and Madrona in the US, the appearance of this peeling evergreen marked our entry into a drier climate.

We planned our north-to-south route to take advantage of the best weather at both ends. Our careful timing paid off.

Tail winds were infrequent on our north-south route–but when we could sail we used both golf umbrellas and homemade parafoil kites. 

Waiting for the Weynton Passage tide rips to calm–in the shelter of Plumper Islands.

In Refuge Cove we picked up the last of seven 50-pound resupply boxes mailed from home. Inside were the final charts of our route.

To save weight and space we cooked our meals from scratch using basic dried ingredients.

The Gulf Island shores are lined with strange sandstone formations that have been wave-carved from an ancient, petrified beach.

Mt. Baker from our Lopez Island home on the final night of our journey.  After 4-months and 1,479 miles of paddling—we made it!