Ocean Scenery

There aren’t many places in the world that make me happy more consistently than the ocean. Or, perhaps, the beach by the ocean (because let’s face it, I’m not out in the water… it’s Alaska, for Pete’s sake).

It’s the smell in the air. The wide open spaces. The sounds of seagulls and eagles screeching. The waves crashing or simply lapping. The view that is always the same and always different. It’s magic and tragedy and dangerous and holiness all at once.

Nearing sunset at 10.30pm, the volcano Redoubt is shrouded in a glowing mist. [July, Cook Inlet]

The sun just touching the mountains with the volcano Illiamna rising on the left. [April, Cook Inlet]

The summer months offer long days and the sun never sets in the same place each night. In winter, the skies are ultra clear and the mountains seem to grow larger.

An eagle hunts at the mouth of the river. Redoubt towers in background, silent and powerful. [March, Cook Inlet]

The ice-filled water churns on the shore. I may have got a little too close for this shot, falling through two feet of snow that was (unbeknownst to me) undercut by the waves. Cold wet feet ending this day’s adventures. [February, Cook Inlet]

It’s not just my own local beach that draws me. Further south down the road a piece (where I visit my optometrist, who, due to health issues regarding my eyes, I must see every three months), is the town of Homer, nestled on Kachemak Bay with an incredible view (and also the town I was born in, back in the seventies).

Driving down the hill known as Baycrest, coming into Homer. The sun is just about to rise over the mountains straight ahead at 9:30am. The Homer Spit stretches miles out into the bay. [November, Kachemak Bay]

And here again at the top of Baycrest (Homer being just left, out of the frame), at sunset, just before 4pm. I love the glaciers you can see. [November, Kachemak Bay]

The view, for me, never gets old.

Whether up close or far off, snowy, rainy, sunny, windy…. this… THIS is where I want to be. Breathing. Dreaming. Writing. Living.

~tara caribou

Also, PS… I also found out if I drop my phone on my beach, this happens:

who knew?!!

57 Comments on “Ocean Scenery

  1. Amazing, thank you for sharing your cold slices of heaven. You are lucky to be encased in such beauty.
    How tall is that mountain? (Pic 1) Looks like a quiet chilly volcano.

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    • I can see four volcanoes. Left to Right.
      Augustine is 4,130’
      Illiamna is just over 10,000’
      Redoubt* is 10,200’
      Spurr is 11,070’

      *Redoubt is the one I generally post pics of. Or Illiamna. Redoubt last erupted 10 years ago but it smokes quite a bit, regularly.


      • Oh wow, that is pretty cool. so semi dormant, exciting and unnerving – haha. They are pretty high and add an sense of dimension to the vistas. I see now how the magma is always present, and cannot be silenced.

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  2. Wow, these photos are incredible! I can almost smell the ocean air and feel the dry chill on my skin. What a beautiful place you are in. Thanks for sharing a glimpse of what you see!!

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  3. Stunningly beautifully, Tara, although I’m not sure that I would be able to adjust to the extremes of long days of summer and the darkness of your winters.

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  4. Those we are worlds apart I can relate to this so well, living on the beach in Florida. It is a healing place the sea! Your photographs are stunningly beautiful.

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