Waitin' on the
Dock of the Bay
A ferry departure of July 29 for Prince Rupert, BC fits well with my
schedule. A departure time of 3:00 a.m. isn't so great.
Haines Ferry
Terminal, 10:30 p.m.
I had a leisurely (i.e., stretched out for as
long as I could make it) meal in a dockside restaurant before heading
out to the ferry terminal. The food was good; watching dusk creep over
the mountains made for a great dining experience.
The Harbor Bar
& Liquor Store — Good Eats
Earlier in the evening I checked out the ferry
terminal, and saw this rider from Quebec, who apparently doesn't know
when to stop. I have seen photos of other long distance packrats, so he
is by no means a unique case; merely the first one that I have met in
the flesh. Pity the poor bike.
Departure, 0400
The M/V Taku
arrived around 3:20, and departed
at 4:00 — just about sunrise. I was goofy with exhaustion after
securing the bike in the hold, and carrying what things I thought I
would need up to the fifth deck. It's amazing to see big tractor
trailer rigs and concrete trucks in the hold of a ship this size, with
just inches of vertical clearance to spare. The poor bike looks like a
sardine amongst sharks and whales.
The Alaska
Marine Highway System
This unique transportation system wasn't
started until 1960, one year
after Alaska became a state. With more coastline than the entire rest
of the United States combined, and mountain ranges and climate that
make an extensive land highway system impossible, the marine highway
system is a transportation lifeline, and a boon to the economical
traveller. Factoring in gasoline, meals, and lodging, it would have
cost at least as much to ride 900 miles from Haines Junction to Prince
George as the fare ($401) from Haines to Prince Rupert, and I get 33
hours of downtime to get a good rest, and to prepare for the long ride
across B.C. to Nelson. After two hard days of riding, including
five hours in the rain, it feels good to just sit back and do nothing
for
hours
on end.
Since the highway system is owned by the state
of Alaska, all the crew on the ferry are state employees, which means
that tipping is not allowed, the first time I have seen this
since Singapore. I wish it were the norm everywhere. Few things annoy
me more than tip jars in self-service food businesses. At the rate
this trend is
going, I won't be surprised to find tip jars at supermarket checkout
counters.
I neglected to grab the sleeping pad, which
would have made the floor far more comfortable as a sleeping surface. I
expected to be travelling deck passage, and freezing on a chaise longue
on the observation deck. To my surprise, there are several lounges
with airline style seating (except the seats are bigger and more
comfortable). Staying cool enough is more of a challenge than keeping
warm. After exploring around the ship, I fell into an exhausted sleep
until we arrived in Juneau, around 6:30. A light breakfast, then up to
the observation deck for some serious sleep in the sunshine on a
reclining deck chair. This is such a different experience from riding;
more like watching a very large screen TV, with hundreds of miles of
uninhabited forest, mountains, glaciers, and islands passing by.
Mendenhall Glacier
Tongass
National Forest and Petersburg
Most of this trip runs through the 17-million acre Tongass National
Forest, the largest in the nation. One of the nice features of taking
an Alaska Marine Highway ferry is ranger talks, two today on humpback
whales, and on the Petersburg area. Unlike many of the other
communities in this part of Alaska, which have Russian origins,
Petersburg was settled by Norwegians — who must feel right at home in
this area. I'm just passing through on this trip, but I
can imagine taking the ferry on a future trip and getting off for a few
days at a time at stops along the way.
Petersburg Harbor
Floatplane Landing
at Petersburg "Airport"
Wrangell
Narrows
The Taku is smaller than the
big cruise ships, so we get to go through the Wrangell Narrows. The
Narrows is a 22 miles long passage separating Kupreanof and Mitkof
Islands; at its narrowest, the channel is only 300 feet
wide, and 22 feet deep
at minimum. Although the Taku has a 17-foot draft, it was damaged
several years ago when it hit a 5-foot boulder that had been dropped by
an iceberg. Not much room for error. What a display of seamanship,
threading a 352-foot ship
through a marine slalom course.