Islay – Scotchy Scotch Scotch

We stumbled out of bed to meet up in the hotel lobby by 5:45. It was totally dark, but also sparsely populated as we worked our way through the streets of Glasgow towards the M8, which would to take us to the road to the ferry. It took about 2 1/2 hours to drive out to the ferry at Kennecraig.  As the light came up, the scenery got better and better. One particularly interesting looking village we passed through was Invernary. Unfortunately we could not risk stopping as we knew we had to get to the ferry in time. We had thought

Kennecraig would also be a village we could walk around and maybe find something to eat while waiting for the ferry. Unfortunately, it is just a ferry dock out in the middle of nowhere.

Our ride to Islay

Our ride to Islay

At last the ferry approached down the loch and we stood and discussed amongst ourselves how it was going to take on the cars and lorries as it maneuvered towards the dock. Then we saw the bow begin to open upwards to reveal a single-wide opening and the ferry was soon unloading a few cars followed by a line of lorries and heavy machinery.  Soon we were waved on and directed in between some other large lorries. Since we could not return to our cars for the duration of the trip, we had to try and take everything needed for the ride. Computers, cameras, books, jackets- all the necessities for a 2 and a quarter hour ferry ride. Sheesh, you’d think we were embarking for a week!

The lorries emerge

The lorries emerge

imageWe headed to the cafeteria as soon as we boarded and lined up behind all the lorry drivers, most of who were ordering the ubiquitous Full Scottish Breakfast. We all refueled and settled in for the picturesque ride out to our prime destination of the trip- the island of Islay, where the most peaty single malt scotches are made. But don’t call it scotch around here. Here it is called whisky, and if it’s single malt you’re after (which we are), then it is simply malt.

alarming car

alarming car

The scenery was beautiful but when we went out on deck and look down at the car, we could see the flashers going and the hear the sound of the car alarm. You can’t return to your car, so we checked with staff but they were totally unconcerned and said, ah, it will turn off eventually. I went back out to check on it and could hear at least one other alarm going off. What a racket! The ride got rougher as we got in more exposed waters, too, so I’m sure it’s a very noisy ride if you’re working the car deck.

At our destination- Laphroaig

At our destination- Laphroaig

As we finally approached the island, we saw our destinations gleaming in white on the shore. Ardbeg, Lagavulin, and Laphroaig are all situated just outside Port Ellen, where we were to dock. It was very exciting to see them after so many months of anticipation!
There were not very many cars on the ferry, but as we pulled into the first distillery, Laphroaig, we were followed by several other cars. It is clearly about the only thing visitors to the island do. We visited all three distilleries, but only took the tour at Laphroaig. The tour was well worth it. Our guide, Stevie, was a character and gave a highly informative and entertaining description of the entire process as we went from building to building following the entire process. At Laphroaig, this includes the digging of the peat, smoking it, drying the barley, fermentation, and distillation. And a bunch of steps in between, of course. We have many pictures, which we will try and include.
And at the end, the final reward, a dram of malt to taste. It was truly a wonderful experience.

Bowmore

Bowmore

On to find our lodgings for the night, Bowmore Hotel. Or was it Bowmore House? Going by Tami’s memory, which is perhaps not always a good idea, we tracked down the Bowmore Hotel after driving around a bit, then resorting to asking at the Visitor Centre. Even found parking right out front. Hmm, looked not at all as it looked in the pictures. Pull out the folder of trip info and realized the it was actually the Bowmore House we were due at. At least we had seen that on our wanderings through town so we drove right up and discovered what a delightful place it is. It overlooks the water and is a wonderful B&B. Andrew, the innkeeper, met us with a dram of an exquisite Bowmore malt and we had a fun discussion about the town, restaurants, and local distilleries. He then booked us for a table at our choice of restaurant and showed us to our rooms. We did ask him where we should park since we were parked across the street in a space marked with a 30 minute limit. He said don’t worry, Islay doesn’t even have a traffic warden, so you’re fine! All we can say is wow, what a great place to stay. We have large, comfortable well-appointed rooms that have wonderful views.
After a short stop in the local supermarket to check out, well, food, we headed to a delicious dinner and stopped in the local whisky shop before heading back to our rooms. And what did we find but TUCs! Tami looked for them in Glasgow and found none, but here they are on Islay! So TUCs in hand we headed back to the room where Tami also found a UEFA football (soccer) game on the TV and Mike set up to blog. A truly successful day.
Well, until we started blogging… We are having a few technical issues, which is why the second post was so bereft of pictures. We hope to sort it soon as we have LOTS more pictures to share!

Peggy and Don

Peggy and Don

 

 

 

Waking up in Glasgow

I forgot to mention yesterday the odd electrical arrangement in our room at the hotel. When we got to the room, we discovered we had no electricity. That made using our windowless bathroom interesting!  We spent quite a while pushing switches on and off in different combinations. I finally noticed a slot near the front door that looked like it would accept a card of some kind. Fearlessly I inserted our room key card, and the lights came on! I also discovered that if I pulled the card out, the lights went back out in about 30 seconds, so you just have to leave your key card in the slot while in your room. I guess this is to keep you from wasting electricity when out of the room (because of course you take your key with you when you leave).

We got up early to have breakfast and make sure we would be there when Peggy and Don arrived from the airport. Breakfast was the full monty – a Full Scottish Breakfast. It consisted of a poached egg, bacon (ham), banger, sauted mushrooms, baked beans, and a potato scone (sort of like a slice of thick fried lefse).

Despite flying all night, Peggy and Don had their second wind, so we decided to take a walk into town. Mike had scouted things out the evening before, so he knew where there was a soccer shoe store for Tami and a bike store for himself. We tried not to bore P&D too much, but Tami did find a bright neon green pair of soccer shoes. Women’s turf shoes are harder to find at home, but the last time we were in the UK we found a good selection. The pair that she needed to replace was purchased when we were in Cork. Mike meanwhile managed to find a tartan bike jersey!

For lunch Mike decided NOT to have fish and chips for the third meal in a row (excluding breakfast). He DID decide to try some haggis, the Scottish national dish. Having heard lots of stories about how haggis is made up of various animal organs chopped up and mixed with oats, everyone waited to watch Mike’s face as he took his first bite and to hear what it might taste like. Mike took a bite, looked thoughtful, and said “meatloaf”. With that reassurance, everyone else tried some as well and thought it just fine, especially with some whiskey sauce on top.

P&D were fading quickly after lunch, so we went back to the hotel. After a bit of a nap we headed out for a walk in the park. The park near Glasgow University really is an impressively nice place, with many paths and a river running through the middle.

Later we ended up at a pub, the Islay Inn (foreshadowing our trip the next day). Again Mike was the designated taster, this time for some black pudding. Black pudding is a form of blood sausage. Tami remembered it from a previous trip as tasting like “a swamp”. However, Mike pronounced it fine, so everyone again tried a bite (though small bites to be sure).

While we were eating, we noticed a couple of musicians at a neighboring table pulling out their ukeleles. Soon several more joined. About the time the group had grown to six ukelele players, they started playing, reading the music off of their ipads propped up on the table. We were enjoying listening to them, so ordered a second round of beers to give us an excuse to stay at our table a bit longer. The group continued to grow, with the addition of a few more ukeleles, several guitars, and a number of fiddles. The music continued to get better and better as they played many selections of traditional music. By the time we left (we needed to be on the road in the morning by 6 am to catch the ferry to Islay), we counted 17 musicians in the group. It was very hard to tear ourselves away from the swirling sounds

Mike goes to work

Mike goes to work

of the music, but it was a very fine and unexpected treat!

An amazing group of musicians

An amazing group of musicians

Heading to the Land of the Scots

Due to a confluence of events, incuding a friend’s sabatical, we have headed out for a whirlwind tour of Scotland, Germany, and Iceland.  Now, when would be a good time of year to head to such Northern climes?  Why October, of course!

We actually did not start out thinking “October should be good time to visit these places with good weather”.  Our friend Peggy (Margaret to anyone who has not known her for 30 years) managed to get a year off from her professorial duties, but between coordinating our schedules and hers, the first few weeks of October is just what worked.

We’ll be spending a bit over a week in Scotland, then a bit over a week in Germany, and finally about three days in Iceland.

After nearly a year of planning, we finally found ourselves once again trekking to SeaTac by bus and light rail. We had a dilemma, however, since the Sounders played at 1 pm, and our flight was at 4:30. Hmm, not enough time to do both so we had to sell our tickets and head to the airport super early in hopes we could find the game playing somewhere at the airport.

We had many reminders of what we were missing as we headed south on the Link. Every station on the north route had Sounders fans waiting to be taken to the stadium. Alas, the airport has some weird airport satellite service and our plan did not work out. No Sounders, but we were entertained by the massive group heading home to Mexico City after a cruise to Alaska. Not sure there are any souvenirs left in Alaska after watching their carry-on bags stuffed with goodies headed to the plane!

The flights over were nicely on time and uneventful. Kudos again to Icelandair for a relatively pleasant flight experience. Personal TV screens with movies and TV episodes, sufficient legroom, and pleasant staff. After a brief stop on Reykjavik we were soon on our way to Glasgow, and before we knew it we were heading down the motorway on the WRONG SIDE of the road!

A church near our hotel

A church near our hotel

We didn’t have to go far this first day, though, and we soon found our hotel. Since the room wasn’t ready, we went out in this restaurant-filled neighborhood and found some fish and chips– surprise! Very tasty, and then we cruised around this university area and discovered just how many restaurants and pubs there are around here.

The gentleman who invited us to play- he was very good

The gentleman who invited us to play- he was very good

After lunch we explored more of the area and found the local lawn bowling center were several people were practicing. Wow, they were good! One guy asked if we wanted to take a hand (at least our best guess of what he was saying) but we decliined. I have to say that the bench we were sitting on was so nice at that moment since we had been up about 24 hours at that point.

A very nice grouping- we think

A very nice grouping- we think

We also admired the beautiful old buildings of Glasgow University and the Museum and Art Gallery. At this point the room was finally ready so we went to our room and collapsed on the bed for an hour or so, then made ourselves get up and stay up (actually, Mike had to prod Tami multiple times to keep her from falling back asleep) so we could enjoy yet another meal and find yet another pub! Mike had fish and chips again and Tami took advantage of the Sunday Roast and Yorkie tradition. Yum.

Beautiful tower at Glasgow University

Beautiful tower at Glasgow University

Now we are back in the room working on the blog. Mike just found Tami a football game to watch – YAY! Interestingly, a number of the local games we are finding to watch have the commentary in Gaelic.  And Mike has his maps in hand for the coming days. Ah, good to be exploring the world again!

Typical street

Typical street

 

Museum and Art Gallery

Museum and Art Gallery

Heading Home

Days 7 and 8

After Ketchikan it was time to start wending our way homeward.  Most of day 7 was at sea, sailing down around the outside coast of Vancouver Island and then into the Straight of Juan de Fuca (which the announcements persisted in mispronouncing).  It was a good day for sleeping in, working on the blog (until we used up our pre-purchased internet minutes), reading, and packing back up.  Mike thought he had done a very efficient job of packing until he found an additional closet of clothes he had missed. Tami spent a cold hour up on deck looking fruitlessly for more whales.

Walking into Victoria

Walking into Victoria

We caught an early dinner so we would be ready to get off in Victoria.  Apparently every cruise needs to stop in at least one foreign port (we think it has something to do with maintaining their non-US registration).  Therefore they make a point of stopping in Victoria even if it is just for an evening.  We were able to disembark about 7:30 pm and had to be back on by 11:30 pm.

Not to be dissuaded by a short time span and closed shops, we walked into downtown Victoria and found a pub.

Mike testing the maply bacon amber

Mike testing the maple bacon amber

The pub had wifi, so we were able to get some more blog work done over a couple pints.  Mike particularly liked the maple-bacon amber.  You can’t get more Canadian than maple flavored beer, eh? Tami thoroughly enjoyed her double chocolate porter. A Mariners game was playing on the pub TV but they unfortunately lost. The walk back to the ship was a pleasant walk after dark in Victoria.

Evening in Victoria

Evening in Victoria

The next morning we woke up back in Seattle, just a few miles from home.  First we had to wait to get off the ship, however. At least our assigned waiting place was in the theater so we had cushy seats to wait in. Many people were assigned to places with little or no seating. Finally the time came for our group (Gold 7) to go.  A short bus ride and we were home.

Pre-game warm-ups... Oba!

Pre-game warm-ups… Oba!

Of course we still had to do the Seattle tourist activity like in the rest of the ports we had visited, so we headed downtown to see a Sounders game.  And what a game – the Sounders kicked Salt Lake butt 4-0, their first defeat of the season!!

Just about ready for kick-off

Here come the refs! And 40 years of the Sounders

Here come the refs! And 40 years of the Sounders

Just about ready for kick-off

Just about ready for kick-off

Ketchikan

Day 6
This was our long awaited art stop. Unfortunately we were only scheduled to be here until just before noon, which meant we had no time to waste. Fortunately the local shops are also not about to waste any time when a cruise ship is in port, so most everything is open by the time the first tourists de-plank.

Ketchikan

Ketchikan

We had spotted in advance a number of galleries, and noted their addresses, including one owned by Marvin Oliver and his wife Brigette. Martin Oliver is a particularly talented NW native artist we have admired for many years. If I remember correctly, he also teaches at the UW.
We made a beeline for the Oliver shop (Alaska Eagle Arts). It was next to a Ray Troll gallery (an artist we have enjoyed for many years and have several t-shirts by – if you don’t know who Ray Troll is, you should certainly google him). Martin’s wife was managing their shop and we talked to her for a while. It turns out that while they run the shop in Ketchikan during the summer, their regular home is in Seattle and they have their print making shop in Ballard, a matter of blocks from our office! We got on their email list so we can get notices of when they have events in Ballard.

Dock Street, where the best shops were, including Marvin Oliver and Ray Troll

Dock Street, where the best shops were, including Marvin Oliver and Ray Troll

While in the gallery, we saw a long coat made out of a Pendleton blanket. The blanket was designed by Marvin and we have one of them hanging up in our office. They have someone who takes those blankets and makes coats out of them. The one in the shop was Tami’s size, but longer than she would wear with any regularity. However, Brigette said they can have them done to your measurements, to any length you would like.

A totem in Ketchikan

A totem in Ketchikan

While we walked around town after that Mike worked on Tami to consider getting one made for her. She gradually came around to the idea (they are not inexpensive) so after seeing the rest of the downtown area we went back and ordered one in a more Tami appropriate length. We had the measurements taken on site so they could start work on it right away. Tami was really thrown when Brigette’s first question was, “What’s your dress size?” We recovered as quickly as possible and came up with a suitable answer after admitting that Tami owned no dresses. We can’t wait for it to arrive!

Ketchikan from the water

Ketchikan from the water

We also found a woodcut print of a salmon cannery. We are going to have a lot of framing to do when we get back. Thank Thor for Aaron Brothers. Tami was also delighted to discover that one of the city buses was completely covered by Ray Troll designs. She needed to get a picture, but the buses only run every twenty minutes and were not all Troll buses. Tami had resigned herself to disappointment as we trudged back to the dock, but just then Mike exclaimed, “LOOK!”. Tami was actually afraid she was about to be run over by something large but then looked up to see a Troll bus headed to the bus stop in front of her!!! So we have a picture!!!

Ray Troll bus

Ray Troll bus

We also found a shop that had outdoor equipment and clothing where the locals shop. There was a bin of very large rubber bands, four for $1. I’m still curious what those are for. We also found a Seahawks hard hat. Now, if that had been Sounders…

Rubber bands...???

Rubber bands…???

Getting back to the ship was a bit more involved than expected. When we got back, only 15 minutes before last call, there was a VERY long line stretching back to the next ship and then doubling back towards ours.

If only it was Sounders

If only it was Sounders

Apparently there had been a problem with one of the fork lifts that maneuver the gang planks into place (they have to be repositioned as the tide goes in or out) and we all had to wait for things to get straightened out. We figured there was no point in actually waiting in line. We grabbed a couple drinks (hey, it was morning, just a chai and a diet soda) and found a place to sit and watch the line instead.

Eating chocolate, waiting to board

Eating chocolate, waiting to board

Tami kept herself entertained by taking pictures of people in the funny hats they were wearing and making up captions in her mind. Perhaps that’s another blog someday. Once the line finally wound down, we jumped on the end and boarded.
This afternoon we couldn’t decide whether to go to the vodka tasting or the wine tasting, so we did both. And both were good! Tonight is another formal night, so Mike will once again attempt to shoe horn himself into his black pants. Probably even tighter by now.

Fries!!

Fries!!

Glacier Bay

Day 5
This was a day at sea, but not just any day at sea – we toured Glacier Bay National Park, which is basically only accessible by boat. It was a day of scenery and wildlife. We went to bed the night before with visions of beautiful scenery since we watched the movie on the deck, Saving Mr Banks, accompanied by gorgeous mountains slipping by the deck in the gathering dusk. A bit chilly, but that’s what blankets are for.

A last view of Skagway

A last view of Skagway

Saving Mr Banks in a beautiful theater

Saving Mr Banks in a beautiful theater

We entered the park before we were even out of bed (and we didn’t sleep in THAT late). For several hours we sailed up the fjord just watching the scenery go by. Finally we got to Margerie Glacier and sat just off of it for an hour or so watching her give birth to icebergs large and small (calve is the technical term).

Calving glacier

Calving glacier

Everyone waits breathlessly, and then when one goes, there is an audible “aaawwww”. We all swing our cameras around, hoping to get an action shot.

Margerie Glacier emerging into the bay

Margerie Glacier emerging into the bay

There is also the constant gunshot sound of the ice cracking. Sometimes it presages a calving, but most often it signals that somewhere in that mass of ice it is preparing to calve. It can be quite loud and each one makes everyone hold their breath, waiting to see a chunk of ice plummet to the water.

Glacier debris

Glacier debris

The water below the glacier and all around the ship is surrounded by many chunks of ice, mostly small but some larger, which are the result of previous calving. We also went and watched a second glacier for a while, but that one was not calving for us.

Mike checking the map to make sure we're in the right place- the glacier in the background

Mike checking the map to make sure we’re in the right place- the glacier in the background

We were amazingly fortunate to have sunny skies and calm winds for Glacier Bay. One of the crew told us that the previous three sailings, which is the season so far, had entailed heavy rains and cold winds in Glacier Bay. We had sunshine and while it was cold from the wind as we approached the bay, as we sat and watched the glacier it was downright balmy in the sunshine. The crew member had a huge grin and was also clearly enjoying the weather.

Face of the glacier

Face of the glacier

We also had several Park Rangers come on board as we entered the park and they provided a very good commentary. As a point of interest, some of the glaciers are receding but others are also advancing. As we sailed up the fjords there were many other glaciers visible as rivers of ice encroaching on the bay. Two hundred years ago, when John Muir visited the bay, the glaciers extended much farther into the bay. We were not paying enough attention to the commentary to figure out if the balance was recession or advancement.

Cruising in Glacier Bay

Cruising in Glacier Bay

One thing we did learn, though, is that a major part of the equation is the interface with the sea, rather than the overall air temperature. It is mostly the water seeping up from below into the ice that causes the calving. So both water temperature and level could influence this. A complicated equation.

The face of the glacier
Later in the day, after Mike overdid it on reindeer chili, was wildlife viewing time. Tami had a wonderful time spotting this and that. We spotted lots and lots of sea lions (of course we could do that at the Ballard Locks), several humpback whales, a couple of sea otters, some galavanting porpoises, and one grizzly bear. Understand that most of these were not up close, sometimes several miles away, but we SAW them (sort of).

A chunk of glacier

A chunk of glacier

For a while we were sitting next to a group of hunters (wearing camouflage) who were particularly adept at spotting the wildlife with their very high powered binoculars. By eavesdropping on them, we were able to spot a good deal more than we would have on our own. And while they were sometimes far away, the overall impression was one of amazing abundance.

That's a whale spout on the right

That’s a whale spout on the right

At one point Tami was trying to find a supposed grizzly that one of the hunters claimed to see on the beach, but she was constantly distracted by groups of sea lions and porpoises in the foreground.
The sea lions were especially interesting because they would frequently swim by in groups of three or four and plunge through the water perfectly synchronized. We also saw several chomping happily away on fish they had just caught, ignoring the seagulls’ constant attempts to grab the fish away. The porpoises were beautiful as they leapt out of the water repeatedly. The humpbacks were mostly moving along close to the shore, but we could follow their progress by tracking their spouts, and occasionally see their tails rise out of the water. Many of us were lining the decks spotting all kinds of wildlife. Just after we spotted our first whale spouts and had been watching sea lions for quite a while, our favorite naturalist came on to announce that some sea lions had just been spotted on the starboard side (our side) of the ship. Our railmates were all better at spotting wildlife than he was.

Deckside wildlife

Deckside wildlife

We spent hours on deck so we were quite exhausted by dinner time. We only had enough energy to hit the buffet line and then stumble to the comedian show, which was actually quite good. It was a fellow from Seattle but his line of jokes about cruising were spot on. After returning to our room we wallowed in a little more delicious Skagway chocolate before turning out the lights. On to Ketchikan!

A beautiful end to the day

A beautiful end to the day

Skaguay

Link

Day 4
This morning we awoke in Skaguay, more commonly called Skagway these days. It’s in a beautiful setting at the end of a long fjord. We had heard of how touristy the town was, and yes, it is, but we still liked it because it still has an architectural sense left from the gold rush days (and is at least less touristy than Juneau). There are, however, oodles of diamond and jewelry stores just like we saw in St Thomas, Virgin Islands, that are apparently owned by the cruise lines. Ugh.

Skagway

Skagway

There is also a nice museum in town and some national park exhibits. You hear the constant sound of helicopters taking off and landing for tours to glaciers and who knows what all. Again, four ships in town and many tour buses heading off to many activities.
We opted again for town and managed to find some very nice galleries, but even better than that, Sockeye Cycling was open and we were able to visit this Alaska cycling and tour company that always visits the Bike Expo in Seattle. Every time at the Expo we drool over their brochures and their jerseys. We are coming home with two new jerseys and pairs of cycling socks. Mike is a happy man. Next time in Alaska, we’ll have to plan more time so we can do one of their multi-day trips.

Sockeye Cycling

Sockeye Cycling

We frequently find ourselves talking with the local folks in the art shops, often because they notice Mike’s beautiful salmon bracelet and we get into a conversation about how we’re from Seattle. It never fails that the locals have all lived in the Seattle area at some point, and often grew up around there. So we are welcomed as neighbors and it’s really a lot of fun. One guy at Sockeye Cycling has an aunt who runs a chocolate shop in Anacortes. We met her, of course, when we spent a weekend in Anacortes a few weeks ago since we would obviously visit a chocolate shop in town. It was very fun to find that common connection.

Battling crows and ravens

Battling crows and ravens

We did make a stop in the local IGA grocery store just to see what you can get. Many things weren’t too much more than home, but the selection was extremely limited. One thing I noticed was that the cooler sections that should hold cheese were completely empty. None at all. And the prices listed even if it had existed were very high. No access to Central Market here!
It’s mind boggling to look up at the end of the valley here and realize that this is where the White Pass and nearby Chilkoot Pass are located, with Lake Bennett on the other side of the passes. Thousands of gold seekers either trekked over the White Pass with pack horses of trudged up the Chilkoot Pass laden with many loads of supplies for the trek into the Yukon. Each prospector was required to bring 2000 pounds of supplies up the pass before the Mounties would allow them to enter Canada. They could carry about 100 pounds per load. Each trip was a 17 mile slog up the pass that was too steep for horses and was covered with snow and ice. And yet we’ve all seen the picture with thousands of men doing just that.

Skagway hills and sky- kind of like home

Skagway hills and sky- kind of like home

Lunch time came and we heard from a local that the place we had eyed earlier, Skagway Brewing, had some of the best lunch in town. It had a line waiting when we had originally gone by, but she said EVERY place in town would be slammed for lunch. So we headed back to the brewery and got on the list and while the wait was 30 minutes, we weren’t sorry we did. Fresh halibut fish and chips and local brews. Very nice. But a large enough lunch that we will probably skip the dining room and just get some snacks from the buffet. Yes, you read that right! We are skipping the multi-course dining room tonight. But no fear, we found some great looking chocolates in Skagway in case we feel faint later.

Outside Skagway Brewing

Outside Skagway Brewing

Internet access has been interesting. The first night blogging we were at sea and the shipboard internet worked fairly well, though slower than land based. Last night leaving Juneau it was TERRIBLE. We spent about 20 minutes (at around $.50 a minute) accomplishing almost nothing. Right now we are working back on ship while still docked here in Skagway and it seems to be working OK again. We have learned that when we get a chance, to do as much as possible while in town on land based internet – usually from a coffee shop. Skagway actually has wifi covering the town, which is great. It runs $3 for an hour, or $7 for 24 hours. We got a fair amount done while in a coffee shop here earlier today, including uploading many of our pictures, one of the most bandwidth intensive tasks.

More Skagway birds

More Skagway birds

Junket to Juneau

Day 3
Today we hit Juneau. At population 32,000, this is the third largest city in Alaska. Actually, a bridge that we are fairly sure was not here last time (1982) connects Juneau with the community of Douglas just the other side of the fjord.

Juneau in the sunshine

Juneau in the sunshine

Town also extends much farther south than it did when we were here so many years ago. Our memory is that the Red Dog Saloon, which we visited back then, was at about the southern edge of town. Now it is at the north end of the super tourist shops and has its own souvenir shop. We did not go there. The south end of town is not much fun, but we enjoyed the rest of town.

Community art

Community art

The weather has been absolutely unexpected and fabulous. We awoke and emerged from our dark cave this morning and made our way to the upper deck only to discover clear blue skies and warm temperatures. In Alaska! It made the sailing through the Inside Passage to Juneau even more beautiful. We unfortunately slept too late to catch the whale sightings reportedly espied as we entered the passage, but Tami did claim to see another spout. A small one with no visible mammal to follow, but it was a spout.

View that includes a glacier peaking through

View that includes a glacier peaking through

We were soon docking in Juneau, the first of four ships to hit town today. We headed immediately to the north end of town where we knew some of the more authentic galleries were supposed to be located and were rewarded with some nice local arts.

Go Sounders!

Go Sounders!

We both found some native design sunglasses in Sounder’s green – score! Mike did wear down under the weight of all the shopping bags (actually they were mostly full of the layers we kept stripping off as the day got warmer).

The packhorse

The packhorse

As the last of the four ships disgorged their hordes, we felt the sidewalks become overly crowded so we headed for the Mt Roberts Tram. It is a quick trip up the mountain where you have a great view of the town and surrounding mountains and water. There are several trails and we thought about taking the trail back down the mountain to town until we saw the warning signs about steep trail, unmarked in places, muddy at times, etc. We could just imagine ourselves lost on the hillside in Juneau as the ship pulled away.

From Mt Roberts

From Mt Roberts

After such strenuous activities, the only solution was to find an appropriate bar so we found the Hanger Bar that overlooked the floatplane dock and waterfront and enjoyed some local brewskies with appropriate deep fried treats.

Goodbye to Juneau

Goodbye to Juneau

Back to the ship in time for yet another delicious dinner, including king crag legs, Granny Smith apple and cider soup with yogurt and calvados, chilled. We are just pulling away from the dock at 10:25 pm. Tomorrow is Skagway!

Life in Steerage

We wondered how we would do in the smallest of rooms with no windows. So far my main reaction is that it allows us to sleep in better. The room is certainly cozy, but we don’t spend much time there. We are becoming adept at finding uncrowded spots on the ship to camp out, read, blog, etc. Our favorite seems to be the farther reaches of the buffet restaurant on the Lido deck. Most of the time there are at least some sections that are not being used, and so are almost deserted. That gives us a quiet table with floor to ceiling windows.

Our little cabin

Our little cabin

Tami would like it if we could peek out the window when we wake up to check on the weather, but it’s not too hard to jog down the hall to find a public window to peer out of.
Down here in the bowels of the ship it is also quite stable. If we were on a higher deck we would feel more motion when the ship gets to rocking. It has also been extremely quiet. There is not much action in that part of the ship! Our cabin is at the end of the hall next to the self-serve laundromat, so we are waiting to see if it becomes noisier as people become stinkier with time, but sofar, sogood! (That’s for you, Keenan).

Fat and Happy Day at Sea

Day 2
TamiTami found a jigsaw puzzle up on the activity deck, so we’re stuck here for a while. Just have to watch out for the occasional misdirected ping pong ball. Mike found one puzzle piece, so he’s happy with himself.
This is a day at sea, so we’ll be looking for shipboard activities. Not too much on offer this morning (mostly sales pitches gussied up as lectures), but this afternoon there is an actual natural history lecture and a wine tasting (with appetizers). That should get us through till dinner.
We are experimenting with our new technology for this trip’s blog. The iPad is our computer, but we found a keyboard to use with it that makes typing much easier. It works quite well, but we notice that the apostrophe, the “a” key and the “o” key are particularly prone to not typing. So while we try to catch those, we cnt alwys!

Mike at work on the blog

Mike at work on the blog

Mike also found a great gadget to transfer pictures directly from the camera’s SD card to the iPad- slick!
So now we sit on the uppermost deck by a huge picture window, watching the sea as we steam towards our first stop tomorrow, Juneau. We passed along the west shore of Haida Gwaii earlier this evening. We spotted splashes by some sort of sea creature. No idea what that was, so we like to imagine it was something exciting. We are hopeful that we will see some whales on this trip- ’tis the season.
The natural history lecture was, well, kind of weird. It seemed to be more of a motivational speech about taking on seemingly impossible feats. The speaker is a self-proclaimed naturalist who lives on a small remote island somewhere in Alaska. He moved there years ago knowing nothing about wilderness living and somehow managed to survive. That seems to be his qualification as a naturalist. Not a lot of talk about the flora and fauna, so we will view future lectures with skepticism.
The wine tasting was thoroughly enjoyable with a nice selection of 6 wines and very tasty appetizers to accompany them. Our table mates at the tasting were also very enjoyable. Sharon and Shannon are both from Minnesota and we gathered that they don’t drink much wine. They were having one heck of a good time, though, even if they really didn’t seem to like many of the wines. Hard to stop oneself from reaching over and grabbing the glass before the waiter takes away that sample of $100/bottle wine that they don’t like because it’s too dry. But we exercised restraint and expressed joy along with them over the delectable chocolate truffles that were served.
Tonight was Formal Night. No, Tami did not wear a dress, but she did change out of her Sounders shirt for the event. As Mike was dressing, a loud and heartfelt “UH OH” was heard in the cabin. Turns out that Mike hasn’t worn his suit in a very long time and had forgotten that he always wore a different pair of slacks with the suit and that the suit slacks were too small, by a good margin (not even close to buttoning). Good thing he had a belt he could hold them up with, and by keeping his jacket buttoned no one was the wiser or embarrassed or shocked by a more serious wardrobe malfunction.
Dinner was delicious again, including smoked duck breast and asparagus soup with salmon dumplings. Tonight we passed on dessert to the shock of the waiter (it seems that not many pass on dessert). We are now enjoying the calm seas and grey skies, hoping that the clouds lift a little higher by tomorrow.wake