- Waiting in vain at Fish Creek
- Five black bears discovered in the landfill
- Drive on the gravel road up to the mighty Salmon Glacier
- Plan onward journey
Wonderful weather awaits me this morning. I sleep in and have a leisurely breakfast. I drive to the pier and the landfill of Hyder, because there bears feast on human remains. Over the Portland Chanal, which extends far into the country, there is still a thin layer of fog that is slowly dissolving. Then I drive out to the boardwalk at Fish Creek and wait. I also read in the sun on my Kindle. I talk to various like-minded hobby photographers, some of whom stay here for days.
At three o'clock I break off the venture unsuccessfully and drive back to the village. As before, nothing can be seen at the pier, but there are five black bears hanging around the dump station! A mother with two boys is looking for something to eat in the partly burning remains, two large males are also lounging around here. Due to the seclusion and isolation of Hyders there is simply no waste disposal and no agreement with the Canadians to hand over the garbage. That's why the stuff is collected here and burned, so my guess. I buy a snack in the manageable Hyder General Store, one of the few local shops. Hyder and its residents effectively have their own charm.
Then I drive back to Fish Creek and from there, in the absence of anything worth seeing, straight up to the Salmon Glacier. If you take the necessary care, the road is in any case in a passable condition. The road leads back to Canadian soil, but there is no border station here, as this is the only way to get there. A really unique sight is offered to the few visitors. Unfortunately, the glacier is backlit in the afternoon, the morning would have been better. I still take some pictures before going back down to the viewing platform. The bear-watching season is slowly but surely coming to an end here in Hyder. A ranger knows how to tell the story of being a lot more kosher 1-2 weeks ago. In any case, the brook is still full of spawning green-red dog salmon (also called Chum Salmon). The mighty males are repeatedly involved in battles for the best territories. When it gets too dark to take photos anyway, I decide to go back to the campground and prepare my dinner there. After a shower, washing and further travel planning, you go to bed.
