Day 7: Glacier Bay

The main event during our stay at Glacier Bay Lodge is today’s eight-hour boat cruise which came as a package deal along with our two-night reservation. We were instructed to board the boat between 7 and 7:30AM at the dock behind the Lodge, so we woke up early and sat down at the restaurant for breakfast at about 6AM.

A bowl of oatmeal and a couple scrambled eggs later, we were ready to set sail. The morning weather was gloomy and overcast, with a slight, spitting rain, but everybody we spoke to said that was of little consequence when it comes to the wildlife we may or may not see during the cruise.


Relief map of Glacier Bay

Glacier Bay Lodge is situated on the south shore of Bartlett Cove near the mouth of Glacier Bay. Upon exiting Bartlett Cove, our boat turned north into the Sitakaday Narrows which is just north of the Icy Strait to the south. The planned route to the far north end of the bay was roughly 60 miles each way.

A naturalist with the National Park Service greeted us and spent roughly 30 minutes giving us an introduction to the park. She spoke in such a soft and solemn manner it was kind of amusing. But she meant well and she knew her stuff, so the passengers were soon armed with a rudimentary knowledge of the kinds of critters we’d be seeing.

Shortly thereafter, the first wildlife of the day made an appearance on a gathering of small, rocky islands in the middle of the bay.

Evidence of the tidal movements ring the islands


Sea lions taking it easy until the next high tide, or until they fall off


Pelagic cormorants (I believe) taking a break on the island as well

When the boat moved away from the small islands, the chorus of sea lions barking fell silent, but new wildlife continued to show up on the water surprisingly close to our ship. The back of the second deck and the top of the third deck offered outdoor viewing areas with the best chance to spot the passing visitors.

A horned puffin floats by


A sea otter checks out the ruckus

About halfway up the bay, we moved to within viewing distance of the shoreline on the starboard side of the boat. Ha, just kidding”¦ the right side of the boat. This afforded us some cool views of the mountainous landscape that used to feature glaciers, unlike deeper in the bay where those similar valleys and inlets are still frozen under ice.

Tidal inlet near Blue Mouse Cove


Two brown bears chase each other on the rocky beach

After a 10-minute stop to watch the bears romp around the shoreline, we continued north to a sheer rock face dubbed “Gloomy Knob” which is a popular hangout among Glacier Bay’s mountain goats, who don’t mind operating on tiny ledges of vertical rock several hundreds of feet above the water. From our distance, the goats just looked like white dots without the aid of binoculars.

Granite tiramisu


Mom sees the goats just fine

Beyond Gloomy Knob, the ship opened up its throttle a bit and made its final push north past Composite Island, Rendu Inlet and Russell Island, eventually reaching Tarr Inlet, which runs the last 10-miles before Margerie Glacier deposits itself into the deepest (unfrozen) point of Glacier Bay.

Surveying the waters heading deeper into Glacier Bay

Entering Tarr Inlet, the waters were filled with chunks of glacial ice and the captain slowed down to a methodical crawl. I’m not sure if a catamaran has an advantage (or not) over a hulled ship in these waters, but there is a bit of a Titanic vibe either way when you hear the ice clunking against the ship.

Larger ice chunks generate their own waves by rocking back and forth


Terminus of the Margerie Glacier

Finally, four miles from the Margerie Glacier, our boat cut the engines and took a break to soak up the view. A giant cruise liner was parked only a quarter mile from the face of the glacier and helped give a sense of scale to the ice shelf — which the park ranger said is roughly the height of a 26-story building. Everybody on the boat stared at the glacier on the off-chance it should calve, but alas, nothing happened.

Very courteous, the glacier did not calve when we turned away for a photo

Eventually, the captain fired up the boat engines, turned around and carefully headed south out of the ice-cubed waters. Meanwhile, we were served a lunch of tasty wrap sandwiches. Along with clam chowder soup from earlier and peanut butter cookies yet to come, the food provided during the cruise was a nice surprise.

Back in open waters, we sailed south along the west side of the bay, where we saw Johns Hopkins Inlet, Lamplugh Glacier and Reid Glacier. Another reason we were on this side of the bay was to deposit two groups of outward-bound teenagers (roughly 15 in each group) who were on our ship in order to hitch a ride to their respective kayaking drop-off points. The catamaran served this purpose nicely, sliding right up to the shore to unload the kids and their piles of colorful gear.

Marooning the kayakers

After we dropped off the second group of kayakers in the middle of nowhere, the boat looked like a ghost town, with maybe 30ish passengers left to roam three decks designed for 150. Of those remaining on the boat, Tom and Ronni, a friendly couple who sat next to us, were willing to chat about everything from fishing to photography. The weather was still overcast, but the constantly-shifting clouds continued to create interesting scenery along the shore.

Smokey clouds scatter the terrain

During our final charge south through the Whidbey Passage, I went back up to the third deck and scanned the waters for whale activity. They were definitely out there. Twice I saw whales breach in the distance, but nothing I could catch with the camera. Despite the whipping wind and some light rain in pockets, it was a good time. I’m now ready to appear on Deadliest Catch.

Like standing in a wind tunnel


Only other folks brazen enough to stand outside near the end of the tour


Turning for home, back to Bartlett Bay

Back at the Lodge, I grabbed my stuff and staked out a comfortable seat near a power outlet in the lounge. Tonight, they were throwing a “Season Opening” party for the community and guests were welcome to take part. So for dinner, we just grazed thru the food stations, including the really good stuff like salmon and rib eye (normally about $30 a plate for this stuff on the restaurant menu). Sweet. Thanks Glacier Bay!

Then, as the night before, eventually everything died down, leaving me and my laptop in peace and quiet by about 11PM. I had another fun conversation with the security guard — this time covering topics such as the merits of Filson outerwear and how some local guy started “ToshCo” by purchasing things in bulk from CostCo in Juneau and shipping them to Gustavus. Eventually the party was over and I checked out for the night.

Day 6: Juneau/Glacier Bay

Today we woke with our bags packed and ready to roll for a quick walk to the bus terminal located a few blocks from the hotel. You can tell Juneau is a cruise ship town (where your stuff stays on the boats) because the cracks in the sidewalk pavement make obnoxious clicking noises when rolling luggage is pulled over them. Like driving I-90 across South Dakota.

Fun fact: Juneau is built out of giant Legos!

Fun fact: Juneau is built out of giant Legos!

On the way to the bus station, we picked up some breakfast sandwiches from Subway. I noticed the $5 footlong does not make an appearance in these parts. So for the residents of Juneau, the bad news is that a footlong costs an extra two bucks. Good news is they probably don’t have a $7 footlong jingle burned into their subconscious.

The express bus arrived as expected at 8:15AM and we stepped off at the Juneau airport about 15-20 minutes later. Checking in for our Air Excursions flight was a breeze. No security screening or take-off-your-shoes nonsense. Good stuff. Maybe because the three of us comprised 60 percent of the passenger manifest for our flight? Or because an “air taxi” service such as this can be more relaxed? Anyhow, the friendly gate agent weighed our bags and we chilled in the gate area until it was time to leave.

Flight #307 to Gustavus is on time and cleared for take-off

Flight #307 to Gustavus is on time and cleared for take-off

We walked across the tarmac to board the plane. There was a back door on the left side the aircraft that our two fellow passengers used, but Mom, Dad and I entered using a front door on the right side of the plane above the wing. As the last one in, I lucked out and was seated in the co-pilot seat next to Logan — our pilot from Mississippi with the accent to prove it. I shut the door, Logan fired up the single-prop engine, and minutes later, we took off.

Mom and Dad and the pilot board the Piper Cherokee Six

Mom and Dad and the pilot board the Piper Cherokee Six


Our pilot Logan at the wheel

Our pilot Logan at the wheel


The view to our right with Mendenhall Glacier in the distance

The view to our right with Mendenhall Glacier in the distance

Apparently, the route from Juneau to Gustavus features something of a “short cut” thru a mountain pass that can be navigated if the weather is clear. Logan gave us a heads up on this possibility (as he found previous passengers tend to get nervous when they think he’s about to fly into the face of a mountain), but it turned out some clouds rolled in so we took the safe route around the peaks instead.

Clouds block our daring route thru the pass

Clouds block our daring route thru the pass


On-board GPS device shows our new path to Gustavus

On-board GPS device shows our new path to Gustavus

The landing at Gustavus was smooth sailing. Calling the place an airport would be generous… is is an airstrip with a couple offices housed in nearby trailers. We crawled out of the plane and all that separated us from our shuttle bus was a chain link fence. A second plane arrived minutes later with our bags.

Welcome to Gustavus!

Welcome to Gustavus!

Our van driver to Glacier Bay Lodge was a personable, yet low-key guy named Aaron. He pointed out THE town intersection, THE town gas station and THE town liquor store along the way. Like most of the employees at the Lodge, he is a seasonal hire who is just getting started (the Lodge opened up for the summer less than a week ago) and will work until the tourism season ends in September.

Glacier Bay Lodge

Glacier Bay Lodge


Paraphrasing our waitress:

Paraphrasing our waitress: “The sweet potato fries here are kind of a big deal”

After checking in to our cabin-style accommodations and eating lunch at the Lodge, we set out for an afternoon hike on the Bartlett River Trail. The trail heads north along an intertidal lagoon, then winds thru a spruce and hemlock forest, and emerges along the Bartlett River estuary. Unlike one dude we saw hiking the trail barefoot, we all opted to wear our shoes.

Photographing the tidal area

Photographing the tidal area


Mom and Dad on the Bartlett River trail

Mom and Dad on the Bartlett River trail


Mom pops a shot...

Mom pops a shot…


...Dad pops into a shot

…Dad pops into a shot

Near the end of the trail — once it emerged along the Bartlett River — we started to see some wildlife. First, we saw several different birds, including an eagle. Then, we spotted a black bear in the woods about 20 yards to our right (but he or she was sufficiently obscured by trees and brush to get a good photo, and he wandered off deeper into the woods soon after our encounter). Last, Mom found a river otter (we think) catching fish, taking them to the shore of the river and munching on them.

Emerging from the woods near Bartlett River estuary

Emerging from the woods near Bartlett River estuary


River otter catches a fish

River otter catches a fish


Observing the wildlife in peace and quiet

Observing the wildlife in peace and quiet

When we had our fill of wildlife, we turned around and headed back two miles on the trail.

Back thru the woods

Back thru the woods

Upon our return, we ate a tasty roasted chicken dinner at the Lodge. Knowing that tomorrow calls for an early get-up, Mom and Dad retired for the evening and I took care of some blogging in the lounge area. I finished up around 11:30PM, but talked to the security guard for another 30 minutes before shutting it down. Hey, I wasn’t sure if he’d have anybody else to talk to for a couple hours!

Day 5: Juneau

Let me warn you in advance there are no live bears, whales or eagles in today’s blog. It is so dull, in fact, that for breakfast, I ate the same thing I had two days ago – delicious salmon hash browns with eggs from the Capital Cafe. Be aware that dinner will be a repeat performance too.

This was just as good the second time

This was just as good the second time

After breakfast, I was feeling a little dizzy, so I headed back up to the room to take a nap while my parents made a run to the post office and brushed up on their Alaskan history at the Alaskan State History Museum. I woke a couple hours later feeling A-OK and rejoined Mom and Dad in downtown Juneau.

Front and Franklin Street is the original center of town circa 1880-81

Front and Franklin Street is the original center of town circa 1880-81

The Alaskan Brewery Tour was one of the remaining items on our Juneau to-do list. We paid the shuttle driver and were taken 10 minutes north of town to the brewery’s production facility. They didn’t waste any time getting a sample in your hand as you walked thru the door. Best part is all the samples are free. And although they have a sign indicating a six sample limit per person, nobody seems to be counting.

Step right up for free beer!

Step right up for free beer!


Six standard beers on tap -- the same six I tried in bottles earlier this week

Six standard beers on tap — the same six I tried in bottles earlier this week

In addition to the free beer, a friendly employee spoke to us about the brewery’s history. Basically, the Alaskan Brewery was born when some cool Juneau residents listened to their friends rave about their home brew in the 80s, and then decided they should open a brewery for the upstanding folks of Juneau who deserved an Alaska brewed and bottled beer.

Photos of the brewery's history, featuring hip 80s fashion trends

Photos of the brewery’s history, featuring hip 80s fashion trends


Represent! New Glarus makes the wall of beers from around the country

Represent! New Glarus makes the wall of beers from around the country

A couple times each year, the Alaskan Brewery releases a “Pilot Series” beer which is a limited run of something special that may or may not graduate to greater distribution depending on how it fares. It turns out that this morning the brewery released the latest Pilot Series, which is Raspberry Wheat. Apparently, they’ve released this one before and it was quite popular. By sheer luck, I was able to pick up a bottle at the brewery before they ran out (which they did an hour later).

It definitely sounds good. I'll confirm or deny this later on.

Definitely sounds good. I’ll confirm or deny this later on.

After a couple more samples, we piled into the van that was taking us back to Juneau. On the drive back, the driver made a point to tell us how much everybody in Juneau loves the CostCo. Remember, I warned you about today’s blog!

When you live in a city without roads to the outside world, CostCo is a pretty big deal

When you live in a city without roads to the outside world, CostCo is a pretty big deal

More exciting than driving by CostCo, we struck up a conversation with the other couple travelling in our van. Turns out the husband is the graphic designer who created the distinctive “eskimo face” logo for Alaska Airlines, which had been staring at me from airport tarmacs the last few days as I flew to Seattle and Alaska. He created it a long time ago as an employee with the design firm who handled Alaska Airlines as a client, so unfortunately, he does not have a “fly free forever” card from Alaska Air. Oh well.

Alaska Airlines logo creator Vic Warren and his wife

Alaska Airlines logo creator Vic Warren and his wife

After the brewery tour dropped us off back on Franklin Street, we mulled about town and worked up our appetites for another round of crepes for dinner. Then we gave mom our flyers for a free chunk of “Glacier Blue” at a nearby jewelry store, and she stopped inside to pick out a trio of tiny aquamarine stones for some future project.

Juneau's army of crossing guards bring you back to middle school

Juneau’s army of crossing guards bring you back to middle school


Mom and Dad await their crepes for dinner

Mom and Dad await their crepes for dinner


Back to the Baranof... its later than the daylight indicates

Back to the Baranof… its later than the daylight indicates

The only thing left to do was crack open the highly-prized bottle of Alaskan Raspberry Wheat in my backpack. Definitely not a sweet fruit-based beer, but after re-calibrating my expectations, the natural raspberry flavor was equally distinctive and tasty. However, at the end of the day, I’d probably still take a bottle of Belgian Red over this contender. Sorry Alaska, Wisconsin wins this round!

Day 4: Juneau

According to my parents, one of the few downsides of Juneau is the frequency with which loud city vehicles pass by the hotel early in the morning. I’ll take their word on this because I am peacefully asleep until a more reasonable morning hour of 8AM-ish.

Dad is torn because the streetsweeper is loud, but has a flair for design

Dad is torn because the streetsweeper is loud, but has a flair for design

Rather than rushing out to grab food right away, we met my parents’ travel agent Barbara Carpenter, who happened to be cruising (literally) through Juneau today with her husband. Barbara and Jim showed us a nice tiny café run by a friendly old woman who prepared a variety of made-to-order egg dishes. Afterwards, we strolled around the Historic Downtown area to check off some of the standard things the guide books tell you to see in Juneau.

St. Nicholas Russian Orthodox Church established in 1894

St. Nicholas Russian Orthodox Church established in 1894


Alaska State Capitol building built in 1931, became the capitol in 1959

Alaska State Capitol building built in 1931, became the capitol in 1959


Downtown Juneau bus terminal and police station

Downtown Juneau bus terminal and police station

By the time we finished walking around under the bright midday sun, it was time to eat again — so we checked out the Twisted Fish restaurant near the water where all the cruise ships dock. We relaxed and chatted with Barbara and Jim until it was time to go, wishing them the best of luck as their boat sailed onward.

Twisted Fish pizza

Twisted Fish pizza

At 2:45PM, we were picked up by bus for the Gastineau Guiding Photo Safari tour, which includes a water portion followed by a land portion. First, the bus took us to Auke Bay northwest of Juneau. From there we boarded a small boat with our 12 fellow travelers, plus the driver and our tour guide David. If there was any concern about the boat ride being choppy, it was quickly dismissed. Today’s water was about as still as it gets in the Inside Passage.

Sitting by the dock in Auke Bay

Sitting by the dock in Auke Bay


Take a picture, I'm on a boat!

Take a picture, I’m on a boat!


I've seen choppier water in a fish tank

I’ve seen choppier water in a fish tank

After the captain kicked the motors up a notch and pointed us south from Auke Bay, we sailed down the west side of Douglas Island toward Young Bay and a large pile of rock in the middle of the bay, dubbed Skull Island. This first stop featured some distant views of cautious seals and sea lions chilling out on the surface of the water.

Skull Island, named for all the human skulls they found there, right?

Skull Island, named for all the human skulls found here, right?

The next few stops on the boat tour were dictated by the captain, who was doing his best Captain Ahab impression in an effort to find us a whale. Using a series of radio communications with other boats in the area, he picked a good spot and dropped the boat into idle. We all started scanning the waterline for activity. Minutes later, we saw the blow spout of a humpback whale feeding near the shore. Humpbacks tend to repeat the blowing process about four times, then they’ll breach, kick up their tail and dive under for 5-10 minutes before re-surfacing.

First humpback spotted

First humpback spotted


Humpback whale breaching and diving back underwater

Humpback whale breaching and diving back underwater

We saw another whale, but this one was “lunge feeding,” which is when the whale silently glides under its prey, takes a huge gulp, and then expels the excess water. Since the tail never rises like it does with the usual feeding method, it is less photogenic. All you see is a splash with a nose and mouth cresting quickly above the water.

Tour guide David leads us off the water and into the woods

Tour guide David leads us off the water and into the woods

After the marine portion of our trip, we returned to the dock and boarded another bus which took us to a trailhead near the Mendenhall Glacier. We were given the usual “watch out for bears” disclaimer before starting the hike. Five minutes later, the bears obliged. To the left, a mother black bear and her three cubs were heading in our direction (looking to cross the road to the stream to our right perhaps?). After pausing for a moment to let our group pass, the four bears started forward again and crossed the road about 20-30 feet behind us.

Mother black bear and three cubs

Mother black bear and three cubs


Bears relative distance from group, I was crouched down in front

Bears relative distance from group, I was crouched down in front

So that was awesome. We gathered ourselves and continued the hike. David pointed out a couple locations where bears had been digging in the dirt to snack on northern ground cones (which grow on the root system of nearby alder trees). For human appetites, he offered up spruce tips straight from the tree, which are rich with vitamin C — not to mention a key ingredient for the Alaskan Brewery’s special Winter Ale (which unfortunately was not in season). I tried a handful because I don’t want scurvey. They weren’t terrible.

Eventually, we reached Mendenhall Glacier. From the visitor’s center, we saw the glacier’s terminus, but the whole thing extends about 12 miles back up the mountains. There are helicopter tours that will take you back there and drop you off into a pile of snow (or so I imagine), but we were satisfied with our view across Mendenhall Lake in the golden sunset.

Mendenhall Glacier terminus

Mendenhall Glacier terminus


Intrigued by the refractive properties of glacial ice (clear, no air, blue tint)

Intrigued by the refractive properties of glacial ice (clear, no air, blue tint)


Take the picture quickly, this ice is cold!

Hurry! This prop ice is cold!

Tour complete, we returned to downtown Juneau. In an inspired move, we capped off the day with a meal of fresh Alaskan King Crab at the most highly-recommended crab shack in town (literally… Tracy’s Crab Shack is a mere, shed-sized building which sits near the cruise boat ports for high foot-traffic). After dinner, we returned to the hotel with full stomachs and SDHC cards and called it a day.

Fresh Alaskan King Crab is great, but the New England Patriots still suck

Fresh Alaskan King Crab is great, but the New England Patriots still suck

Day 3: Juneau

Today we woke up to fantastic sunny, crisp and clear Alaska weather — the kind that makes you want to throw open the windows the second you roll out of bed. Our plan was a hike up Mt. Roberts (the one right behind the city overlooking the port). But before that, we decided to fuel up with a delicious breakfast at the hotel’s café. In my continuing effort to eat local-sounding foods whenever possible, I can report the Salmon Hash was delicious.

The Juneau Empire's weather forecast for this week looks spectacular

The Mt. Roberts trailhead is about 10 blocks north and uphill from the Westmark Baranof Hotel — not to be confused with the Mt. Roberts tramway, which is located to the south (by the cruise ships) and is the lazy-man’s method of getting to the top.

Sunshine lights up the trees near the trailhead (stairs in distance)

The Mt. Roberts trail is a solid two-mile hike up 1800 feet to the wildlife center and the tram drop-off. We encountered a few other hikers along the way, and although some guy in the hotel elevator told us there was a bear sighting in the vicinity, the most threatening wildlife I saw was a chipmunk. At the bottom of the trail, there were some rough patches, and near the top of the trail, some sections still had snow and ice on the ground, but nothing impassable.

Capturing the great scenery along the trail


Mom on a mission


A quick break at the midway point


Onward and upward

Mt. Roberts offers some great views of Juneau and the city’s port area. A resident told us she hikes up the trail everyday to train for an annual race they run up the trail each fall. The trail continues beyond the tram station for several miles to higher peaks such as Gastineau Peak (3800 ft) and Observation Peak (4k-something feet), but the views from Mt. Roberts are great because it looms so close to Juneau.

Looking down Mt. Roberts on Juneau's port area


Lazy bums can take the Mt. Roberts tram to the top


A friendly (sort of) face greets you at the Mt. Roberts Nature Center


Click, click, click

In addition to the great views of the city from Mt. Roberts, there is also a large population of bald eagles patrolling the area. Some hawks show up from time to time, but the eagles steal the show.

Cruising at 1800 feet


I'm two feet short of bald eagle status, more of a Canadian Goose

Beyond the Mt. Roberts visitor center, ten more minutes of hiking brought us to a couple of great observation points which marked our highest elevation of the day.

Mom, Dad and myself on Mt. Roberts


View of Juneau from above, with tram station partially hidden by trees


Mountainous Inside Passage landscape looking northwest from Juneau

For lunch, we decided to eat at the Timberline Bar & Grill in the complex at the top of the tramway. When you buy at least $10 of food or merchandise at the top of the mountain, they will waive the $10 fee to purchase a one-way down ticket. So that was a no-brainer. We were seated shortly after noon, but after about 45 minutes, it became apparent they forgot about us. We tracked down somebody to take our order, but after another 45 minutes, it became apparent they forgot about us again. LOL. Lucky for them, the view from our table was pretty sweet, we were still hungry, and we still wanted that $30 receipt to go down the tram! Finally, our discounted lunch arrived but the Halibut sandwich tasted 100 percent great.

The wait for lunch was comical, but...


...the weather and view from our table were allright

After lunch, we strolled through the gift shop, and then boarded the tram with the rest of the cruise boat folk. With four cruise boats in port, it was pretty busy and they packed us into the cable car pretty tight (even asking passengers to take off your backpacks).

Taking the tram down Mt. Roberts

Upon our return to sea level, we spent the remainder of the afternoon strolling through town. Mom and Dad stopped by Juneau’s Rainbow Foods health food store (not to be confused with the Rainbow Foods giant grocery store chain) and picked up some fruit for an evening snack. We all kicked back at the hotel and relaxed for the rest of the day, soaking up the evening’s beautiful weather until the sun finally decided to set a little before 10PM.

Late afternoon view of Mt. Roberts from our hotel window (looking north)


Sunny weather and melting snow feeds a waterfall down the face of Mt. Roberts

Day 2: Juneau

Bernard said yesterday’s blue sky was rare for Seattle, and on cue, we woke up today to the Pacific Northwest’s usual gray overcast skies. But it wasn’t raining, so hey, whatever. We proceeded to enjoy Super 8’s tasty continental breakfast — including the “make-your-own” waffle machine which will pay dividends in their forthcoming Trip Advisor report, I believe.

After breakfast, Bernard dropped me off at SeaTac airport. I navigated the Alaska Airlines check-in kiosks and SeaTac security, then had an hour or so to wait for my 10:50AM flight. Some awesome person has decided that SeaTac airport should offer free WiFi, so I took advantage of that for a while, mainly because I can’t at stingy airports like O’Hare or Midway.

Originally, both parents and I were on the 10:50AM flight to Juneau (Flight 75), but when my parents’ early flight out of MSP was axed by Delta for some reason, they ended up sliding Mom and Dad to a later flight out of Seattle as well. Hence, I won this leg of the Amazing Race.

Flying north over impressive Inside Passage terrain

Upon arrival at Juneau, I confirmed there was no hotel shuttle, and due to the weekend, the express bus was not running. The Juneau airport is not exactly Grand Central Station. It clears out pretty quick after handling the passengers who have just arrived and assumes the feel of a high school building during summer break until the next flight arrives. After pondering the situation, I decided to go find the regular bus (vs cab) because it would save a few bucks and I had time to kill.

Turns out the closest regular bus station was at Nugget Mall — a 20-minute, hitchhiker-style walk along the side of the highway, down a couple non-descript side roads, past some closed commercial buildings, to the back of this completely depressing strip mall. A guy pulled over in a pickup and offered to give me a lift to catch up to the previous bus, but I declined and ducked inside to get exact change before the next bus arrived.

I did not get change at Lucky Louie's, but maybe I should have

After catching the next bus, the ride into town was smooth. I found our hotel and dropped of my bag in the room. I wandered around Juneau for about an hour before my parents successfully arrived and called me from the airport. I suggested they opt for a cab rather than try to replicate my strip-mall bus stop method. Thankfully, they did.

View from our hotel window

It’s about a 10 minute walk along Franklin Street from the Westmark Baranof Hotel (located near the center of town) to the port area where all the cruise liners dock and let their passengers off to swarm the touristy shops along the shoreline.

One of a couple cruise liners in port today


Couple smaller boats parked at the dock as well

If you’re not a docking a boat and unloading passengers, then you are probably docking a boat and unloading fish, which is processed and packaged by a local fishery. One of the operations runs a nearby gift shop with live demonstrations of cutting and preparing the fish when fresh catches arrive. Dad and I can confirm they sell excellent salmon jerky.

Taku Fishery


Fishery rules of the road


Fishy art

Heading back north along, we found a savory crepe stand and ordered a tasty dinner. We strolled in and out of the various tourist shops, many of which are jewelry operations touting gemstone names that sound made up. Mom found a quilting shop and nearly disappeared for the rest of the evening.

Looks like Mom is getting some ideas

There are some really big birds around Juneau. Eagles and hawks are a given, of course, but the crows hanging around town look like they are on steroids.

This bird is quite large, and not just because of the forced perspective


City mural proves there are giant crows around here

Juneau also offers plenty of excellent photo ops of animals… which are stuffed.

Mom, Dad and moose


Mom, myself and eagle


Dad and a bear mauling in progress

In less than 4 or 5 hours, I think we got a pretty good idea what downtown Juneau is all about. There are quieter and more residential parts to the northwest of our hotel, but that’s about it. There is a WalMart about 10 minutes back toward the airport, so depending on how you see it, Juneau is not that far out of the loop”¦ or WalMart is everywhere.

Last, but not least, the Alaskan Brewing Company is based in Juneau and offers a brewery tour that has been added to my to-do list in the next few days. In the meantime, I found a nearby convenience store and got a head start. Mmmmm”¦ beer.

Collect 'em all

Day 1: Seattle

I have had a long-standing, semi-serious plot to drive to Alaska someday. So a couple months ago, when the parents informed me “we’re going to Alaska next summer,” that was my cue. Technically, they replaced the driving part with flying, but that’s probably for the best. The travel blog is now back open for business for our trip to the 49th state.

The plan… First week will be Juneau and Glacier Bay. Second week will be Anchorage and the Kenai Peninsula. After that, the parents hop a train to Denali, but Nicole and I hop a plane back to Chicago. By the way, Nicole brings her blogging skills to the Land of the Midnight Sun during the second week. Until then, I’m all you got!

Day 1 however, is a stop in Seattle, Washington – a function of coordinating a Sunday-morning flight to Juneau with my parents. More important, spending a day in Seattle afforded me a rendezvous with Bernard, who lived in the Emerald City a couple years ago, and returned to meet me at the airport (after driving up from Portland).

Bernard once lived in Seattle, but not in the Bernard Apartments

From SeaTac Airport, we made the short drive up Interstate 5 (which is a freeway that should appear next to the word “bottleneck” in the dictionary) and found a parking garage that hadn’t been taken over by Mexican and/or Equador soccer fans in town to watch the game at Qwest Field (why are Mexico and Equador playing in Seattle???). Our first order of business was to walk north along Puget Sound and find lunch.

Fresh fish tastes better

Continuing north, we walked up from the water toward the Space Needle. Today’s fantastic weather thwarted us here, as the line to take the elevator to the top wasn’t worth the hour wait. Instead, we decided to throw a bone to our old boss Paul Allen and check out his Experience Music Project and Science Fiction Museum, featuring exhibits on Nirvana and Battlestar Galactica, respectively. Good hunting, indeed.

Space Needle on a clear day best viewed from here


A portion of the EMP building as designed by Frank Gehry


Critics say the EMP is ugly, but they don't say it isn't shiny

After the museums, we stumbled upon Seattle’s Folk Festival. An annual gathering featuring music, food and entertainment”¦ or perhaps a gigantic excuse for the population of Seattle to dress up like hippies and get high? Probably the latter.

Folk Festival and Queen Anne Hill in the distance


Bernard wishes to hide from the Folk Festival folk

Heading back south, we walked along 1st Avenue to the Pike Place Fish Market, where we saw some Salmon get tossed around in dramatic fashion (a la the Monday Night Football cut-ins) and we ordered some more tasty seafood-based dishes, including a hilariously expensive Cobb salad.

Throw the fish already!


Hey Bernard, just get something cheap like a Cobb salad

Hunger quenched, we continued our walking tour south through “Old Seattle” — a more artistic, bar-hopping part of town. After a free tea-tasting and a pit-stop in a local sports bar, we walked a couple more blocks to SafeCo Field for the Yankees-Mariners game. Thanks to the great weather and the influx of Yankee fans, the scalpers looked realtively busy.

Great Seattle skyline view from our section

My primary objective in attending a Mariners game at SafeCo was tracking down and eating an Ichiroll, which is a spicy tuna sushi roll named after good ‘ol Ichiro. Mission accomplished. It was better tasting and more filling than I expected. The only problem is that Ichiro’s face is not plastered all over the Ichiroll box. Hey Mariners marketing staff, what gives? You’re not gonna trade him, are you? So just put his face on the box already!

First watch Ichiro bat...


...then eat an Ichiroll!

Later in the game — at least four times — fans decided to “enter the field of play” for a chance to greatly disappoint the public address announcer who solemnly reminded us each time that fans who do such a thing will be escorted from the stadium and subject to arrest. I subscribe to the theory Keith Olbermann tweeted later, which suggests a reasonable portion of the paid attendance might have been comprised of the pot-smoking hippies from Folk Fest.

and BONUS...then rush the field to meet Ichiro!


This guy was glad the crowd booed A-Rod more vociferously


SafeCo's outer walkway offers a cool view of Puget Sound and the Olympic Peninsula

We left the game in the 8th inning, walked to the car and drove to our Super 8 near SeaTac. Leaving the game early turned out for the best because it went into extras and I had an early-ish flight to catch to Juneau the next day. Plus, I didn’t want to make Bernard watch any more Yankee baseball than he had already been forced to watch.

Tomorrow, it’s off to Alaska.

Straight to the Sound

Day 16: Beijing

This morning we took the train to Beijing’s National Center of the Performing Arts located near the Forbidden City. We had tickets to a performance later that evening but since we weren’t going to be able to take our cameras in, we wanted to get some pictures of the theater during the day. Opened in 2007, the theater is known as “The Egg” due to its elliptical dome shape and is completely surrounded by a man-made lake. Its construction was a considerable source of controversy due to its proximity to Tiananmen Square and the Forbidden City; the architect defended his design, saying that as the capital and an important international city, Beijing needed both modern and traditional Chinese architecture.

The theater is designed to look like it’s floating on water


Entrance to the theaters via a long hall under the lake


Hall leading to theaters

The NCPA has three separate performance halls for opera, musical performances, and theater. The Beijing Opera performs here, as well as the National Ballet of China. It is located immediately west of Tiananmen Square and the Great Hall of the People.

Poster for “Raise the Red Lantern”, the ballet we were going to see


Great Hall of the People


Kids playing shoot-em up (!) around the theater perimeter

We wanted to walk back to the hotel past Tiananmen Square, but we were stopped by a massive security line leading to the entrance for both the square and the Forbidden City. Even the underground tunnel that runs along the length of the square had a long line for security, so we gave up, headed back to the subway and got off at Wangfujing, the famous shopping street near the Peninsula.

Thankfully we saw Tiananmen last year and avoided this mess


Beijing’s trains are packed at all hours of the day, every day of the week


The famous “Wangfujing Shopping Street”

Along Wangfujing, we did some shopping and snacking, including a stop at a store selling an incredible number of different candies (we think?) – too bad we couldn’t tell what any of them were!

Kid in a candy store (what IS all this?)


Snack 1: Caramel-coated strawberry kebabs


Snack 2: Jasmine tea soft-serve


Snack 3: New flavor! Just as tasty as taro and banana!

Back at the hotel, we started packing while watching TV coverage of the Japan earthquake until it was time to leave for our show. We had tickets to the National Ballet of China’s performance of “Raise the Red Lantern”, a ballet version of the famous Chinese film. It tells the story of a young woman who becomes the third concubine of a wealthy man, her subsequent affair with her former lover, and the repercussions when they are found out. The ballet has toured around the world to international acclaim and was only in Beijing for two nights. This was the first ballet I have seen – it was an outstanding performance and a lovely end to our trip.

Sneaky iPhone pic inside theater

Our flight back to Chicago was leaving at 6:30 the next morning, so we decided to stay up until it was time to leave for the airport. We enjoyed our first McDonald’s dinner in Asia (we had money to spend and it was the only place open!) and spent the rest of the night packing and relaxing. By 3:30 AM we were in a cab to the airport, and fifteen hours later we landed in Chicago.

Leaving in the middle of the night


Our plane home

We enjoyed this China trip just as much, if not more, than last year’s. A little research beforehand, more-than-a-little patience during, and an open-minded sense of adventure are all called for when visiting this country, but the rewards are totally worth it. It’s a fascinating place to travel, and we would return in a heartbeat. And if we do, we’ll blog it all over again!

Day 15: Beijing

This morning we enjoyed the Peninsula’s fabulously elaborate breakfast buffet – everything was so delicious (and the best part – free!)

Made-to-order omelets – yum!

Last year, we didn’t have enough time to see the Temple of Heaven, so that was our plan for the day. The Temple of Heaven is one of the largest temple complexes in China, though there is no single temple building – the more literal translation of its name Tian Tan is Altar of Heaven and refers to the entire complex. Here is where the emperor would make sacrifices and pray to the gods for a good harvest each winter solstice, and it was off-limits to the common people during the Ming and Qing dynasties.

Qinian Dian (Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests) in distance

The park surrounding the temple complex is a huge, sprawling area – we saw people riding bikes, playing badminton, and strolling the grounds. We watched three men flying their beautifully colorful kites, though we declined one man’s offer to try it ourselves after seeing the contraption he was using to fly it!

It’s a bird! It’s a kite! It’s a bird-kite!


These guys are kite pros

East of the temple complex was a long tree-shaded area filled with hundreds of people dancing to music piped in via a small speaker tucked against a tree. Slow songs, fast songs, singles, couples; it was a lovely thing to witness and my favorite place in the entire area.

Ballroom dancing in the park


What a nice way to spend a Saturday morning


This couple was dancing to their own hip-hop tune

Like in the Forbidden City, the buildings are ornate examples of Chinese architecture and symbolism. The circular, blue-roofed, wooden Hall of Prayer for Good Harvest – the temple’s hallmark structure – is 125 feet high, 100 feet in diameter, and was constructed without a single nail. Twenty-eight pillars inside are arranged to symbolize divisions of time – the central four represent the seasons, the next twelve the months of the year, and the outer twelve the traditional divisions of a single day.

Probably the most recognizable example of Chinese imperial architecture outside the Forbidden City


Close-up view

The park is shaped like a semi-circle on the northern rim (to represent heaven) and a square on the south (to represent the earth), and the grounds were once believed to be the meeting point of the two. Double in size of the Forbidden City, the area is still laid out to divine rule: buildings and paths are positioned to represent the right directions for heaven and earth. Around the park are several gardens, but we were here too early to see any of them in bloom.

This huge rose garden must be awesome when in bloom


Guy doing the floor routine from Old School


We did a double-take when we saw this kid’s hat


Waving hello

Across the street from the Temple of Heaven is the Hongqiao Market, a five-story indoor mall full of souvenirs, knockoff watches and handbags, and cheap electronics. What the market is best known for, however, is its three stories of pearls: freshwater, seawater, black, white, pink – the quantity is overwhelming. We browsed for a while amid the constant shouts of “Flash drive?”, “Rolex watches – very cheap!”, and “Lady, I have nice bags for you – please look” but didn’t buy anything. Somewhere in that market were good deals to be (aggressively) bartered for, I’m sure, but we didn’t find any today.

Looking for new headphones – all the ones I tried didn’t work, though

We walked back to the hotel, went swimming, and relaxed for a bit before dinner.

This is the first place in China I’ve seen bottles of Diet Coke. SO HAPPY.

After our unsuccessful visit last night, we returned to Da Dong in hopes that they’d have a duck for us this time. They did, and we enjoyed a great meal of salad, garlicky broccoli, and half a roast duck with all the fixings. Our waiter asked us where we were from, and after mistakenly hearing “California” instead of “Chicago”, he asked us about (a) the TV show “The OC” and what Orange County was, and (b) the song “Hotel California”, and what exactly “You can check out any time you like, but you can never leave” meant. How do you say “It’s a metaphor” in Chinese? 🙂 (Interesting side note – the Eagles were playing a concert in Beijing that night.)

Finally got our duck

Only one more day left in China!

Day 14: Hangzhou/Beijing

This morning we had breakfast in the Hyatt’s Regency Club lounge before leaving for the airport. Our room had a view of Hangzhou’s famous West Lake – unfortunately, no time to sightsee in this city!

Hazy view of West Lake from our window


This is false: Every lane in China is an “overtaking” lane

After a comfortable flight to Beijing on China Southern, we took a taxi to the Peninsula. We flew with three different domestic airlines this trip – Sichuan Airlines, China Eastern, and China Southern – all have been excellent (and very inexpensive). Service is incredibly efficient, you always get a meal, and they nicely (and kind of hilariously) remind you at even the mildest turbulence that an airsick bag is in the back of your seat should you need it. (Chinese travelers treat turbulence like a roller coaster ride, complete with gasps and shouts at particularly bumpy spots.) Matt also appreciates being able to leave his shoes on as he passes through Chinese airport security.

At a standstill in Beijing


Watching the traffic start to move again

Upon check-in we were pleased to learn that our stay included breakfast – a first at any of the Peninsulas we’ve stayed in. Usually we just eat all the delicious fruit they give us!

Welcome amenity

Behind on the blog after a few days without internet, we spent the afternoon catching up. News of the Japan earthquake/tsunami had just broken – we were in the air when it happened, though it was reported to have been felt in Beijing.

Even Chicago is under threat of a tsunami! Looks like the safest place is Beijing.


Another quake – this one near Lijiang the day after we left

Once the trip to the mountains had been properly documented, we walked to Da Dong, a restaurant near the hotel famous for its roast duck. After waiting twenty minutes for a table and another twenty for our server, we were informed that the duck we ordered would be ready in 80 minutes. Uh, no. So much for that visit.

By now it was nearly 10:00, we were hungry, and our options were limited. We stopped at a nearby convenience store, stocked up on snacks, and went back to the hotel for a tasty dinner of ramen noodles, cookies, and the bottle of wine from the Peninsula Shanghai we’d been carrying all over China.

Take that, Da Dong! And your ridiculous 80-minute wait!


A toast to a wonderful trip so far