All good things eventually come to an end. I'm ready to be home.
It's been an incredible fall /winter. Time for adventure, family, skiing, sight seeing, new friends, old friends, new places and old places. I feel very lucky to be able to have a life which allows these experiences. Especially our family time. Our ability to spend 6 weeks with family provides us the quality family connection that nearly overcomes Alaska's remoteness.
For my voyage north I selected the open air stateroom. I thought I'd might have to share space but I had the whole area to myself. Deck chair, sleeping bag and a rest room close by, what more do you need. Driving sleet eventually moved me into the solarium, but I enjoyed three nights with gentle breezes and some great scenery.
The inside passage was softly dramatic on this trip. Lots of clouds and fog. You sensed the surrounding peaks but rarely saw them.
We had a couple of brief stops in Ketchikan, Juneau, and Yakutat. Downtown Ketchikan was quiet, shops waiting for summer tourists.
As we began our Gulf crossing the seas picked up. The Kennicott rocked and rolled but not enough for me to be sick or really uncomfortable (although walking without a handrail was exciting). It took a couple of days for me to lose the rock and roll sensation back on land.
We arrived in Whittier to a driving snowstorm. I was excited about the possibility of catching a run at Summit. As it turned out snow turned to sleet and I headed home.