In the distant reaches of the north an obscure and prehistoric bay hides two pointbreaks. They break opposite of each other, at the narrow mouth of the harbor. The island sitting at the center of the bay is only inhabited by bald eagles and grizzly bears. At times, the bay reaches depths of 720 feet, deep enough to allow whales to take residence.

[ The deeper parts of the bay cut steeply into the mountain range, resembling a fjord. ]

“There is a maximum tidal range of fifteen feet. With such a tremendous volume of water pouring in and out twice during a twenty-four-hour period, currents at the constricted entrance reach speeds of nearly fifteen miles per hour. Treacherous waves can form instantaneously on an ebb (outgoing) tide, particularly when an opposing wind blows…Inland from the coast the dark-green interior is virtually inaccessible.” – Fradkin

[ Access is less treacherous by float helicopter than by boat. ]

At slack tides the currents calm down and the entrance to the bay turns glassy calm. The region’s cobbled coast is known for punchy, peaky waves. Wildlife thrives here, but it is a difficult place for man to survive. The bay is surrounded on all sides by hundreds of miles of remote wilderness. Frequent gales, massive bears, and rogue currents make boat access a life-threatening prospect.

A gravel spit stretches 100 meters across the bay, never reaching higher than 12 feet above sea level. Across the mouth of the bay a more seasoned headland wraps stormy waves into a sheltered cove.