En route from Anchorage to Girdwood, Moses began heaving in the back seat of the car - as he is oft to do....
so I pulled the pill to a parking place and proceeded to plant myself behind a rock, to watch the sun set. The tide was timidly turning on Turnagain Arm, twisting itself in twirls under the twilight twinkle. The silver grey water reflected its riches into the oncoming night.
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wow, i have never seen beluga point look like that... great shot!
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