
June 24, 2008. Skagway.


The first thing one does in Skagway is to get off your boat . . .

and get on the White Pass and Yukon Route train out of town. The town fathers don’t want all these tourists – notice all the other big cruise ships in port – hanging around, clogging up their streets. So, away we went – destination White Pass Summit, at 2,865 feet of elevation above Skagway, on the Canadian border. Here’s the train ride:



[Up, up, and away!]









[Tunnel!]


[Early settlers to the area climbed this treacherous route, carrying provisions purchased in Skagway, because they heard White Pass had really good theater.]



[There’s Skagway, and the ocean, far below us now.]

[Not a trip for the faint of heart – which would, incidentally, include me!]



[Late June, but we’ve hit the snow line.]

[There’s Canada. Pretty nice trip, eh? A stirring version of “O Canada” was sung by all. Then we tried to figure out how we were going to get back down.]

[Ray braves the elements for a photo op.]

[Almost back to town, this is Gold Rush Cemetery. A local legend with a strange sounding name is in there – I’ve since forgotten?]

[Home]

[Time to peruse beautiful downtown Skagway. For some, that meant shopping . . .]

[For others, that meant seeking a house of libations.]

[We initially compromised by seeing things historical. Here’s an early White Pass theater buff.]

[Whatta backdrop!]


[Maybe it was Jeff Smith (strange sounding name?) buried in the cemetery? More likely a competitor? Oh yeah, his nickname was “Soapy.” Maybe he was the settler who bathed?]


[Our token totem.]

[At last! The Skagway Brewing Co.]


[Later, back aboard ship, modeling a new shirt from the above establishment! 🙂 ]

[Our final contribution to the local economy.]
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p.s. The photo border around the blog is the Cardinal girls’ hockey team after just beating Breck for the state championship in 2008. It’s of the all-tournament team. The visible Breck player on the left is Milica McMillen, then an 8th-grader – she is now an All-American for the Gophers. The Roseau player in the stocking cap I believe is Mary Loken, who went on to play for UND; and the Cardinal player on the right, No. 3, is Abby Williams, the player we blame most for making us girls’ hockey fans who went on to play for Bemidji State.
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