The ferry is a catamaran that travels at a speed of 22 knots.
It has its own dog (Lulu), a small crew, and free coffee. One of the crew members, Jess, welcomed us on board with singing. He entertained us during most of the 40-minute trip by singing sea chanties, pointing out waterfalls and other noteworthy sights, explaining the natural history and social history of the area, and teaching us a few words of Tlingit. The scenery was beautiful, too. The ferry ride was not so much transportation as a tour.
It has its own dog (Lulu), a small crew, and free coffee. One of the crew members, Jess, welcomed us on board with singing. He entertained us during most of the 40-minute trip by singing sea chanties, pointing out waterfalls and other noteworthy sights, explaining the natural history and social history of the area, and teaching us a few words of Tlingit. The scenery was beautiful, too. The ferry ride was not so much transportation as a tour.
Upon
arrival in Haines, we began our 5k volkswalk at the dock. The options
were a 5k loop and a 9k out-and-back. These walks were sponsored by
Dairyland Walkers, out of Wisconsin, and will probably only be available
during the 2014 tourist season. The chance to walk in Haines is much
appreciated.
We started out
walking along Beach Road, which followed the shoreline. The beach was
full of tents, as the Southeast Alaska State Fair is going on in Haines
this weekend. We came to a little park overlooking the water, and there
were more tents and a camper park. On the other side of the road was an
old cemetery.
We
turned up Main Street, where the directions said we would find the
Sheldon Museum and Cultural Center and the Hammer Museum. It was early
and the Sheldon Museum was closed. I thought maybe the Hammer Museum was
an art gallery and hoped it would be open. Well, it wasn't open, and it
wasn't an art gallery. It was a museum devoted to hammers - as in
tools. I would have paid the $5 to go in if it had been open.
We
proceeded toward the Visitor Center ( open, and with public restrooms)
and at this point we realized that the written volkswalk instructions
and the accompanying map had diverged at the intersection of Beach Road
and Main Street.
Back
to that intersection, adding another kilometer to our walk. We
proceeded for a few uninteresting blocks and then climbed a steep hill
into a modest but tidy residential neighborhood.
We walked to what seemed like the edge of town, and then zigzagged through a more typical Alaskan residential neighborhood where you could see a lot of junk in yards, a lot of blue tarps, and a lot of houses that needed serious TLC to be rendered habitable.
We walked to what seemed like the edge of town, and then zigzagged through a more typical Alaskan residential neighborhood where you could see a lot of junk in yards, a lot of blue tarps, and a lot of houses that needed serious TLC to be rendered habitable.
Arriving
at Main Street, we walked through three of the four blocks of downtown.
There were some cute shops, all closed on a Sunday morning. The quilt
shop was called Material Girls, and the book shop (which I was a little surprised to see here) was called Babbling Book.
The IGA grocery store was closed, but it was going to open in 10
minutes (and there was already a line). We decided to buy some snacks
there because we were not sure if we would find any place to get food on
the remainder of our walk. (We were wrong.)
Back
down the road toward the Visitor Center and onward toward the American
Bald Eagle Foundation. Haines is the Bald Eagle Capital of the World. We
didn't go in. Not sure if it was even open.
We
shortly arrived at Fort William H. Seward, on a hill overlooking the
water. It was built starting in 1903 during a time when there was
tension between the US and Canada over the border. The buildings were
all the same style and the fort was carefully laid out. The result was
an installation that is much more attractive than most Army bases. All
the buildings were white clapboard with red, blue, or green trim and
shingle roofs. They were arranged in a square around a 6-acre parade
ground. The officer's houses were really nice vaguely Victorian
structures on the highest ground and facing the water. The officers got
to bring their families and they could hire enlisted men (cheaply) to
work as servants. Their duties consisted mostly of guarding and
firefighting. Because it was very remote at the time it was considered
foreign duty, so they got extra credit for their "deprivation." The
Alaska Indian Arts Center is now in one of the buildings, and there are
totem poles and a spirit house in the parade ground area. There were
also more tent campers here.
It was not far
back to the dock. We decided to forgo doing part of the 9k walk and just
sat in the sun until it was time for the return ferry. We watched some
of the beach campers go swimming in the ocean (Lynn Canal, to be exact).
It was a warm day, but it wasn't warm enough to heat up the water much
above 40 degrees F. I guess they just wanted to show off all their
tattoos.
The ferry trip back was extremely pleasant. Jess had a whole new act for the return trip. We passed the state ferry, the Malaspina, on the way back. It would seem to be the slow ferry.
Walk Route: B-Walk Instructions: F
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