Despite showing off its usual beauty, Halibut Cove wasn't the same this year.  Covid completely changed the usual dynamic. Although there was a certain amount of predictable social mingling among people under 25, in general the community was following distancing and mask protocols rigorously. There was only one fully adult resident outlier in this regard, and you might be able to guess who it was.  The rest of the adults were giving wide berth or were masked, or both. Socializing was very limited. There was no indoors visitation. Signs along the trails and isthmus warned that the community was closed and no visitors were allowed. The Saltry was closed, no one was renting out cabins or rooms, and the Danny J was run only briefly now and then to keep her fresh. The Storm Bird was still doing the mail run, but passengers were locals. There was no drop-in traffic.  There were two black bears. One, Coral, is apparently placid and chill; the other hangs out near the cemetery.  There were very few fish. Even skilled fishers were taking few and closures limited opportunities. 

Below: Halibut Cove was, as always, striking.  Some of these images are multi-exposure vertical or horizontal panoramas.