This is it, the end of Glacier Bay – as far as you can go and still sit in a kayak and find ice calving into the ocean. On my first trip in Johns Hopkins Inlet we camped on a tiny flat spot near the mouth of the inlet. Throughout the restless night I couldn't figure out how we could be in a thunderstorm and not have any lightning or rain. The inlet is three miles long, and by the time the booming of the ice calving reverberated down the fjord walls to where I lay in my tent, the 'booms' sounded just like distant thunder. The next day reality dawned with the morning. Photographer: Bill Eichenlaub