"We thought we would get soaked today, but the storm clouds never approached us, and once halfway across Dixon Entrance the sun dominated the skies. We saw no new wildlife here, but the water and Southeast Alaskan shores were always full of gulls, a gull on every rock. Everytime we looked ashore for a glimpse of something alive, something new, there was always just gulls. Gulls abound. We still haven't seen a bear, maybe the gulls have agreed to act as stand-ins. The gull syndicate is strong on this coast."