Turning of the tides

I stole these pictures from Beth. They're from our kayaking trip in Prince William Sound this past weekend. We paddled out from Whittier to Decision Point - about 8 miles - and set up camp at a nice peaceful little cove. Beth lit a campfire (no matches - just flint!) about 12 feet above the water on a pretty pebble beach, and this is what happened.

Fortunately, it was almost 11pm when the tide put our fire out, which is a nicer way of nature telling you its bedtime than, say, pouring rain.