Friday, September 26
Weather: High in the low 40'sF
Cold. Partly cloudy, rain, drizzle, partial sunshine, and snow in the mountains.
|Arriving in Skagway, Alaska|
|Managed a shot of the train going over the trestle.|
Looks a little shaky, but I guess it does the job.
|The view from the other side and|
over the people.
|Lots of water. Beautiful. |
My husband wasn't using his camera, so I tried to take a few shots from behind the last seat bench on the left, which actually was a great spot and afforded a nice view. Things have a tendency to work out just as they should. My mood improved considerably.
|Snow! My joy was complete. Alaska.|
|The husband spotted some wildlife.|
His joy was complete. Yukon.
In Fraser, British Columbia, we transferred from the train to the motorcoach, with a charming young man named Dave as our guide. He was funny and informative, chatting about the local geography, flora, fauna, people groups, politics, religion, and economics as we made our way to Carcross (Caribou Crossing), Yukon. There was no question asked that he could not answer. Impressive. I am taking the liberty of assuming that his responses were based in fact and not made of whole cloth, but it worked for me.
|The Carcross Desert, Yukon|
|Miles and miles with nobody and nothing man made. Yukon.|
|We crossed the border twice today.|
|Look, Denny. There's a marina!|
After dinner, pianist Colin Salter entertained us in the Vista Lounge with “Ode to Billy Joel,” which was very good but too short. We made our way to the Princess Theater, where we were impressed by the antics and skill of comedy juggler Aaron Bonk. Then we played Majority Rules in the Explorer's Lounge. I'm pretty sure the winning team cheated (kidding).
And then we went back to the Vista Lounge for “Cruise Line Is It Anyway?” The cruise director's staff were featured as comedy players. The show started out all right, but soon it was falling all over itself in an attempt to be shocking. I am not a fan of shock comedy, so I was glad when the show was over. If you enjoy laughing uncomfortably at others instead of chuckling with them as they make spectacles of themselves, be my guest. I think I may have inadvertently piqued your interest?