The following day we began the endeavor of crossing the bay to reach the glacier that resided on the other side. Because the boat we were using was so small, we had to ferry small groups of people across which took about three trips. Everyone made it to the glaciers successfully, but the second and third return trips were a different story. Unfortunately, the boat’s motor had begun to fail, which of course caused it to quit working. Thus, each group had to paddle back to the campsite, and each trip took about 45 minutes. By the time everyone was back on shore, we had spent nearly five hours paddling back and forth. Luckily, those who were already at the campsite began to build a fire for everyone to thaw out. Not long after, Caleb Helkenn found what looked to be decaying human hands at least that’s what he played them off as. With the entire group frightened that an actual murder took place, Pastor Len, who knew what was going on all along, announced that we would be returning to Valdez sooner than expected. I don’t recall exactly how the next few minutes played out, but eventually Caleb revealed to us that the hands we thought to be human actually belonged to a small bear, whose paw bone structure closely resembled that of a human. Both Pastor Len and Caleb took this time to explain what the difference between the two actually was.
At the end of the day, everyone lay snug in their cabins, reassured that there was no elusive Shoup’s Bay killer, only an unlucky bear who became our entertainment on that cold rainy night.