Inian Islands Institute welcomes Erin Bumpus, a junior at Earlham College in Indiana, as this month’s guest author!
Never in my life had I seen waters so turquoise. Our little boat drifted towards the Inian Islands over a forest of kelp, vibrant with life. The above-water scenery looked like a landscape painting, something I’d seen only in pictures, or wildlife documentaries narrated by invisible men with British accents. In the distance lay a panorama of snow-capped mountains. In the foreground, rocky shores decorated with three green houses and the smiling faces of Zach Brown and Annika Ord, our instructors for the week.
We crossed a small bridge to a little garden and the buildings that make up the property, where Jane Button, the most lovely individual and as we would all soon learn, the most amazing cook in all of the Inian Islands, gave us a tour. Not two hundred yards from the Hobbit Hole, we found ourselves standing at the edge of the Tongass National Forest. We were surrounded by Wilderness.
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