May 28, 2017

Victoria

What should you do when the ship pulls into Victoria, British Colombia, at 6 p.m. and you have to be back on board by 10:30 p.m., a ridiculously short stay?

Tom decided he would stay aboard, don his earphones, and listen to his recent sci-fi download. I decided that even though I would love to walk and explore the inner harbor, I didn't relish doing that on my own. Instead, I joined a group and visited Victoria's Butterfly Gardens and, most importantly, the world-renowned Butchart Gardens.

My iPhone camera and I had a good time on the tour. 

This Giant Owl Butterfly became my best friend! He (she?) stayed with me for a long time!



The Butchart Gardens are proof that a decimated landscape can be transformed into something of exquisite beauty.




Originally, the landscape was that of a spent limestone quarry.

Here are just a few photos of what can be seen now.

















Night came on, and I did get lost.  I had roamed the gardens more or less alone.  I was lucky that I stumbled on these two who led me back to the bus.




Luckier yet was the fact that I was only "almost" the last one to climb aboard.




May 20, 2017

Ketchikan

I went ashore alone in Ketchikan and took a crab fishing tour.

















Before the Aleutian Ballad was transformed into a tour boat, she had become famous, featured several times on the reality TV program " The Deadliest Catch."

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=A2KqofR05TE

Until recently, there was nothing like a crab fisherman tour, and the owner thought, now that his boat was famous, that he would have an easier time catching the "crabs" walking off a cruise ship than those walking the bottom of the Bering Sea.

He budgeted $200 thousand dollars to turn the Aleutian Ballad into a crab-fishing tour boat with stadium seating. The actual cost came to $2 million.

Now that it's a tour boat, the Aleutian Ballad doesn't go offshore and into the treacherous Bering Sea. We landlubbers would get seasick.  Instead, special arrangements have been made with a native tribe to fish in their protected waters. So, in effect, it wasn't a REAL fishing trip.  If it were, everything we saw would be happening in high seas with crashing waves, and not just one trap at a time, but many, many of the several different kinds would be lowered and hauled up.

The two seasoned fishermen aboard, Paul and Andy, were friendly,  funny, and yet very serious as they explained and demonstrated the work and dangers aboard while "catching"...a better description, they said, than "fishing." They related stories of their near-death experiences and other catastrophes, yet each one said they loved their life at sea. 

I'm attaching a few of my photos--most of them screen shots from my videos. I'm also giving you links to several YouTube videos that capture the whole process. (Mine never did.) Watch them if you're interested because it will be like actually taking the tour.




















Andy is baiting the hooks for long-line fishing. To see what we saw about long-line fishing, go here: https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=DeD7k3OFWNk


































Dungeness crab were hauled up in these baskets.  To see the men at work, click here:

 https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=8WlJzWmRYUQ

Next, catching prawn in a smaller kind of basket:







Tsk. Tsk. My prawn was pooping:



Next hauling (fake) King crab in the memorial basket:


Why did they, on our trip, haul in fake King crab?

Because these giants must be caught in the deep waters of the Bering Sea, and not in the quiet waters we were in.  The memorial tags represent donations to the families of fishermen lost at sea. 



A real King crab with Paul.



And two with Andy.

Now, what could be in that barrel trap they're hauling in?


An octopus!


The biggest surprise, and the most incredible (and memorable!) experience, was watching 20 or more bald eagles swoop down and catch the fish Andy would throw in.  I took some awesome slow-motion videos of these "fishermen."  Too bad those videos won't work on the blog,


All in all, the tour was great!  No wonder it is rated Ketchikan's #1 tour (out of 96) by Trip Advisor.










May 19, 2017

Sitka


We woke up in Sitka with two truly postcard views from our private Deck 2. 



Wolf was our tour guide for a historic tour of this proud little town. He was knowledgeable, witty, and had a gentle storytelling manner. Surprisingly, he ran the Sitka jail for 15 years



When the Russians came, they named their settlement New Archangel, after their Russian city. 

Our first stop was the old St. Micheal's Russian Orthodox cathedral in the heart of town. 



Wolf explained a lot about the church, but only two concepts are simple enough to report in this blog. 

First, he explained the many icons in the church.  An icon, in church-speak, is an image "written" on wood and used for meditation.  The term "painted" is not used, even though that is what we would say it is. To protect the image, most of "the writing" is covered with decorative metal. 



Second, the most beloved and prevalent icons in this cathedral are of the Virgin Mother and Child. 


It was a normal Sitka day--cloudy and rainy-- as we left town and drove to the Sheldon Jackson Museum near Sitka National Historic Park.  



One could spend two or three days looking at all the artifacts in the museum. We had 45 minutes! And because of the rain, we did the museum instead of the park's rainforest trail. 

A few things caught my interest. The native people, who claim to have lived here "before trees" did fabulous bead work.  When the Russians came, they introduced buttons and the textiles changed to incorporate them


Many totem poles, or "story poles" were exhibited. The poles are the public records of a clan's identity and pride. 


I asked  about the tongues hanging out on some of the figures. Tongue-to-tongue meant the figures were talking to each other. A single tongue meant the figure was talking to everyone.

Only after making this totem collage, did I notice that the hands in all three were similarly placed. Now I wonder why. 

I was particularly fascinated with the "mortuary" poles. Mortuary poles had a large hollowed-out interior space. 


These poles were used before the Russians and Europeans introduced the native people to cemeteries. 

The native people cremated their dead, then placed the remains in water-and air-tight bentwood boxes--the boxes themselves evidence of the ingenuity and artistic talent of these early inhabitants. 



The mortuary box would be placed inside the pole cavity. Multiple boxes (and bodies) were stacked. One pole to a clan. 

There was a carver on site demonstrating the use of his handmade tools. 

Back on the bus, we were glad the rain had stopped, but realized that clouds hang low over Sitka--raining or not. 






Our final stop was delightful: a Russian folk dance presentation by the New Archangel Dancers.  None of the dancers were Russian. All of them were women. It was fabulous fun!!  

May 18, 2017

Hubbard Glacier

Everyone on board was looking forward to getting up close and intimate with the Hubbard Glacier--the highlight of our Alaska leg of the trip. 


In spite of the rain, the bow was open for viewing.


The gym offered a panoramic view of the approach. A few bikes were still available for the energetic youth on board


Tom settled in the Crow's Nest for the most comfortable view.  An added treat was that some warm, thick, delicious Dutch pea soup  being served. 


As for me, I braved every open deck on the boat. First, the cold, wet, and windy bow:


Then, the top deck promenade:



Notice the Hubbard Glacier in the distance on these photos. 

From the walk-around Promenade on Deck three, I was able to capture the dividing line between the fresh water made by the Glacier and the salt water of the ocean. Ice melts slower in fresh water so small icebergs and even smaller  ice patties, or what they call "biddies" cover a huge expanse of the bay. 







And that was suddenly it. The boat stopped. 

Hey, Captain!  We're nowhere near the glacier! 

And then, to everyone's surprise, we started to turn around!  



Previous Amsterdam sailings, we heard, nosed right up to the glacier. But we missed out on that close encounter. We didn't see or hear the calving ice. And we didn't see the path of ice around the mountain bend like we would have if we were close. Those of us who knew what we should have seen were disappointed. 

On this cruise, all we can say is that we saw the Hubbard Glacier--almost.