Entering the south lands

Being an intellectual creates a lot of questions and no answers

Janis Joplin

A nice commuter train ride from New York cruising along, New Jersey, Pennsylvania, Delaware, and into Baltimore, Maryland. Delightful overnight visit with Dave and Twig in Baltimore. not a lot of time but sometimes that works best, always leaving something yet to do. They drove us through a variety of neighborhoods going for wondrous crabcakes at Koko’s bar, some state the best in Baltimore which is famous for its crab.

Baltimore Amtrak union station
Kokos a busy place
Delicious crab cake 11 ounces with very little filler.
Katie, Twig, Jeanne, and J. R.

50 minutes to Washington DC and another Yotel hotel, 15 minute walk from union station. It turns out not only the cheapest place yet we have stayed but the best. Good coffee in the morning, just down the hall, 24/7! Room was larger than in New York, but still with the outlets and foldup, very comfortable bed. Again, not much time there as out and about.We came to explore not sit in a hotel room.

We had seen Washington D.C. a few years ago and we had seen much of what interests us, hence opted to just walk about. Have some friends here, but know they have been very busy with high end jobs, family visitors, and currently have more visitors plus 2 small child. We opted to let the young folks visit each other, and we would just walk about. Cutting through the capital grounds, headed to the Anacostia River thinking there would be a river walk along the edge. There was for part, but some parts did not, although easily wandered the streets nearby. Passed a large stadium getting ready for a soccer game. We tried tickets, but alas standing room only.

Looking for a beer after the Anacostia river joined the Potomac and entered the walkway along a slough of the Potomac, with lots of high end restaurants. Not our desire. Then a place up on second floor overlooking the slough, with boats heading in and out at sunset. The bouncer apologized as they only had beer and booze, no food. Perfect! Another block and a crab market where we got a cup of chowder each. Not very good chowder either. Shrimp chowder devoid of shrimp and the clam chowder OK, but nothing exciting, needing some spices. Then a walk back to hotel along the national mall and numerous office buildings, museums, and federal whatnots. In the end nearly 9 miles today of concrete walking.

Washington, D.C. neighborhood
Trying to find the anacostia river walk
Titanic memorial on Potomac walk
Potomac Slough sunset
Seafood market

Washingon is clean, with wide streets and as opposed to previous visits it is seemingly very quiet. But I noticed people did not seem as friendly. At our visit with Tom and Ilona in Chicago we had commented how Euopeans find America strange in that they like to say hello to each other – strangers. That would be me. Hence in New York I found people would make eye contact and acknowledge me. Here they look right through me. I am non existent. OK Jeanne finds it weird too.

Hard to say what the personality of Washington DC is. Like trying to determine the personality of Las Vegas while only going to the Las Vegas strip. But from what I saw, it is business, although whoever designed the place made wide roads, sidewalks, bike lanes. Lots of monuments, museums, and more offices. It is the capital of the United States and a lot of fascinating history.

The big museum we had not visited prior was the African American history, and Jeanne had obtained us tickets. Amazing history throughout. A couple of items struck me. Sugar and rice were big crops which helped develop our modern world with an influx of forced labor. Seems people, realized slavery was bad, but making money was more important and cheap labor was available. Whiteness was not a thing until the 1500’s when tribalism was very present but it was more religious. In Spain if you did not convert to Catholicism from Jewish or Islam, they basically killed you. Other future countries had their own tribes and cultures, often denigrating those outside their tribe, in their own way for whatever reason. Then the idea of whiteness developed. Humanity???

As with most museums , no matter how good or how much information there is my brain starts filling up at about 2 hours, and it was true for this museum. We managed three hours but in the end sort of rushed the years of 1950s to present. A very significant part of American history.

There was a section on “The Green Book”. That was a book published telling of places blacks could get fuel, spend the night, and eat in the south while driving through. During that time it apparently was very difficult, if you did not have the green book. It was published from apparently the late 1920’s until 1966. I had already had 2 trips into the south by then. One, with my uncle and cousin driving across the deep south from Georgia to California seeing the segregation in 1962 and bigotry. It left a big impression on me. The second trip was the 1965 bicycle trip starting in Philadelphia, riding through lower Pennsylvannia, into Maryland, West Virginia, Virginia and ending in Washington D.C. That trip did not have the overt segregation and discrepancy but definitely visible. Again weird. I still wonder why, and why is that celebrated as a great way of life.

Not sure about humanity?

After the museum it was again time for a beer, but definitely not New York where multitudes of storefronts offering all sorts of things. Here there were food trucks on the mall, but no beer. Stopped in at the White House visitor center to inquire where to get a beer. A block up off the constitution and Pennsylvania Avenue thoroughfares she said would be some restaurants. Yes there were restaurants, almost all high end, but we persevered as it was enroute back to our bags and union station.

Pennsylvania Avenue
Beer stop on F st along with oysters and calamari
Return to train

Now just over half way through the trip. Twig had asked us which is best part and we could not answer. Most interesting just seeing the country. Would have been nice to see more but slept through a lot. Colombia Gorge, the Appalachians, more of the Great Lakes, but, we came to circumnavigate not stop and enjoy each locale, hence the train. Very glad we have some stops along the way. the train would be difficult just going straight through.

We ask people on the train- “Why the train?” Most we have talked to just want the experience of the train, or to see the country. One stated they like the train as do not have the patience for the troubles of flying. Each to their own reasons, all valid, all different. But as I was talking with 2 couples this morning the train is not for the weak hearted. Contorting into the bedrooms requires some finesse. The empire builder from Portland to Chicago was the only one with a lounge observation car. All have had a dining car, (food is included with sleeper accomadations), but it is busy and one can’t really hang out there. There is a cafe car, but not with the large windows. the lounge was a wonderful place to watch and talk with others, we miss it, spending more time in our roomette, feeling a bit like bad kids sent to our room. We are realizing this is a very expensive trip, why I am not sure, although half the expense is the sleeping horizontal and not in coach class. But then airline first class is also very expensive. Maybe I have gotten soft?

Sunrise Duluth Georgia
Break in Atlanta Georgia

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New York City

No day shall erase you from the memory of time

Virgil (Seen at the 9/11 World Trade Center Memorial)

Arrived downtown Manhatten right on time at 6:30 pm and yes we knew immediately we were in New York City. Streets busy with variety of traffic, large sidewalks busy with people and seems everyone walks at least short distances, like 20 blocks to Yotel Hotel near times square.

Traffic in town has been interesting, reminds me of riding bikes in Kathmandu, Mendoza, Salta, and LaPaz. The riders I was with there, taught me it can be fun with the right attitude. Like road riding or mountain bike riding different strategies. Here there are lots of bike riders I suspect 90% are electric, due to the speeds they travel. A few pedicabs as in Chicago with music blaring. But lots of vehicles trucks, cars, buses all vying for space. As in city bike riding one must be aggressive. Generally follow the rules but stand your ground. And that includes pedestrians, which have wide sidewalks, and dedicated walk paths on the streets. It seems if you are a driver honking your horn magically makes the traffic disappear in front of you. From our pedestrian viewpoint I saw no disappearances and magic movement, but the honking went on.

People are nice, smiling and returning waves and such. Last time we were here in 2018, Jeanne exclaimed to a New Yorker ” I thought people would be more rude”. The response was ” Oh you have to go to Boston for that”. Everyone on the streets from business men in suits, to delivery people to school kids, obviously from a variety of backgrounds. I ascertained that because of the variety of clothing worn.

And an incredible diversity of people. I cannot count the number of languages I have heard and not only tourists but apparent locals. The diversity is really nice. Halloween is coming up in 2 weeks and it is obvious it is a big deal here as already people out and about in costume. Willy Wonka, captain jack sparrow, dinosaurs, witches, skeletons, plus a variety of who knows what, some of which I do not think are costumes but everyday dress. Most fascinating.

We arrived at the Yotel Hotel, where we stayed last visit because it is one of cheaper hotels in town at $400/night. And it is a techno hotel which helps with the most important aspect of life in New York City – real estate. Maybe 12 feet by 16 feet (4 meters x 5meters about), the bed is a futon and one hits the button to turn it into an incredibly comfortable bed. Lots of plugins, both electrical and devices. Check in is person less with electronic and if you have big bags a robot will store them as not much room in the “cabin”. But it is very nice.

Yotel Hotel Cabin Photo with wide angle so looks big

Chose to eat at Halal food food truck outside hotel on sidewalk. They are everywhere and very good. We each had a lamb gyro to eat in room and managed to make a mess. It was so good we ate the same next day after returning from all day at the 9/11 memorial.

food truck outside hotel
4th street station midnight

Subway to 9/11 memorial much easier to figure out than Chicago, although perhaps I did not give Chicago a good enough try. I checked the maps for directions and driving would take 35 minutes, walking 28 minutes, and subway 20 minutes. arrived for our tour and spent the day at the memorial including the observation deck of the new freedom tower built to replace one of the twin towers. A tour explaining a lot, and 3 hours in the museum. A defining moment in USA history. The museum and tours were rudimentary in 2018 as still ongoing development. Museum was good, large and had a large number of artifacts, and personal stories from recording made at time, Smashed fire trucks, ambulances, building and airplane pieces. The actual memorial of descending waterfall where you cannot see the bottom made from the footprint of the original twin towers.

42 nd Street Scene
Manhatten from Freedom Tower
Lower Manhatten Brooklyn Bridge, Verazano Narrows bridge in distance, footprint memorial of old twin tower site at bottom
South Tower memorial footprint

Did a great Broadway show “Hells Kitchen” by Alicia Keys. Awesome

Hell’s Kitchen

And today was reserved for walking the high line trail, but never made it. That is a park made from an abandoned elevated rail. 100 feet wide and 4 miles long. We had done it before and great, but alas never made it today. A day of relaxation. I got out and walked a bit marveling at how just because a store door front is small does not mean the store is small. Vertical is a dimension here. This hotel has an entry on the street level but actually is floors 4-25. Target store covered 3 stories.

One cannot say ” this is how we do it back home”, because it often will not work here. As my father used to say. ” Be careful out there, they sometimes do things different, not better not worse, just different”

42nd and 10th

A delightful dinner with the son of one of Jeanne’s cousins, and his girlfriend. Finally figuring out directions, as I am used to north, south, east, west. that seems to mean nothing here, but downtown and uptown are the directions. Times Square where we are is uptown and dinner last night downtown. A good Italian dinner although they had to interpret the Italian for us. Fried artichoke hearts, sea bass, roasted beets, amazing stuff.

He sun rises in the east

And now on to Baltimore.

Moving again

Don’t plan it all. Let life surprise you a little.

Julia Alvarez

Awoke Sunday morning and able to see the beginning marathon runners on street below. It was just shy of 2 hours from start and we were at mile 24.wow! Turns out a lady from Kenya set the world women’s record, in seconds below 2 hours 10 minutes. As one friend said those elite levels levitate.

We proceed to work our way down to street side , and partake of he energy emanating from the crowd. 50,000 runners and massively more than that, spectators.

Mile 24 Chicago marathon
Various spectators
Aid station

For security reasons, after Boston, could not go to finish line but we walked about. Turns out we walked about 8 miles just meandering about. Did the river walk, along river through town stopping for a beer along the way. Ended up at the mouth of river where dam lock is to keep Lake Michigan from coming into the river which creates some sort of problem. Checked out union station underneath for next days departure.

Grant park along Michigan avenue
Union station Chicago
Mouth of Chicago River

It was starting to feel like we were walking just to kill time, deciding to return to hotel for an hour or two before the “light on the mart” show. At 7:30. Originally had planned to go to the Shed Aquarium but tickets had her doubled in price for the marathon weekend, again demand pricing. We opted not to fall for it.

Took a Lyft back to the light show which was good,but lasted repeated same 5 minute show for 30 minutes. The side of building is 2 1/2 acres (1+ hectare), across the river. Fairly spectacular. Sometimes free things are the best.

Lites on the mart

Monday continued our tour of Chicago, this time the museum of science and industry, which I remembered from the trip as a kid. I remembered nothing specific except one piece of artwork on wall, which I did not see his time.

As with all museums, no matter how good, my brain gets full after a couple hours and one must return, hence we planned it that way. A leisurely morning, laundry at hotel – lunch and Lyft to the museum. And as expected overwhelmed with options of different things. We hit the ground running, concentrating on the world warII captured German u-boat submarine, the 505. And the “blue paradox” about plastics in the ocean and water. We had to go back and forth between events as tour timing. In the end we wanted more, the exhibits covered the basics, which already known, but as one said, they have to dumb it down for the masses. But the presentation was spectacular with lots of special effects.

Never did figure out the mass transit. Got the app and it would say we needed the green line. Go to get tickets for green line, but no green line option but 15-20 other options. just gave up too easy.

U 505
U 505 forward torpedo room
Awaiting video start “blue paradox” bottom of floor curves up into wall and ceiling, totally surrounding you
Lake front trail walking path. Separate walk, bike, and road trails
Union station great hall Chicago

This train the lake shore express running along he Great Lakes to Albany then down to New York City. Surprised us at how different this train is. Whereas on the empire builder we had a roomette, this roomette is taller, due to only one level on this train. Hence upper bunk has sitting headroom and a window. And this roomette has a toilet and sink, but no closet, as if the 3” closet was great. We wish we had the community toilet as something about the toilet right next to bed, just is off. Funny how you beat best be careful,why you wish for.

Toilet on left, fold down sink above

And this train only has a dining car and no lounge observation car. We feel like bad kids being sent to our room, as no common area to mingle and meet others. But it is faster, usually going between 70 and 80 mph and rarely getting stopped by freight trains.

Colors are coming out nicely here although difficult to photograph when traveling at speed.

Track side colors

Chicago

I saw that my life was a vast glowing empty page and I could do anything I wanted 

Jack Kerouac 

Arrived just over 6 hours late into Chicago at 10:30 pm. Apparently Amtrak is getting us a voucher for another trip of some sort, although have not seen it yet. Then the hotel was 2.3 miles away not the original 2 blocks I had thought, as originally looked at. Difficult to find a place as turns out this weekend is the Chicago Marathon as well as a big convention. Seems the world in the United States at least, has figured out how to gouge the tourist again with demand pricing. Normal rate is $180, but we are paying $450. Gouge the tourist. Sometimes I hate capitalism. we caught a Lyft cab for $5.50 and arrived. I had chosen a room on the 21st floor and amazing views out to a taller building across the street with condominiums. Apparently Chicago has become a desirable place and people want to live in town. It shows.

Always interesting to come to a new city. One has to figure out the mass transit – how to pay, where to pay, where to go and how to get there. In Portland my phone as soon as we were in airport came on (unasked for) saying Portland mass transit accepted apple cash and phone could be used for payment, just walk on. Here one gets an app and purchases access, but you have to know which mode you want. Some cities accept cash, some do not. We will see, have not tried it yet. I am sure once one does it, it is easy.

Seems every city in the world has a particular vibe, and always interesting to see what that is. New York, Washington D.C., London, Paris, Kathmandu each has an individual feel. And Chicago is the same. There is a particular vibrancy here, although currently it might be skewed due to the marathon. 50,000 people does have an affect.

My cousin drove into town from their home just outside town about an hour, and we had a delightful day. We walked about city central, found a sandwich place for lunch and yammered on. Jeanne had been here before and raved about the boat tour of architecture of the city. We had signed up for that. Tom and Ilona used to live in the city and certainly had visitors and had done tours but had never done that tour.

Seems after the recession of 2008-2010 money began to flow again and there was building boom here. There were certainly skyscrapers here before, but now a lot more. I had been up the Sears tower maybe 20 years ago, once the tallest building in the United States, now the 26th tallest in the world.

The tour was amazing, with the guide being a former history teacher and was passionate about Chicago and its history. I love it when people show passion in what they do. He covered not only the architecture ranging back to the 1850’s, the environmental aspects, the river, the geography, separation by a hill near here dividing the continent between the Atlantic ocean and gulf of Mexico, batman movies made here, and a myriad of other subjects.

Some factoids – learned where one building used the river water for cooling the building, but when it returned to the river it was warmer and affected the life in river.

Chicago is known as the windy city, and it is windy, people assuming it is named that because of the wind, but actually it is the history here of corrupt politicians and windbags, giving it the windy city name.

Michigan Avenue used to be the edge of the lake but after the great fire of 1876 (?) and other stuff, the residue was pushed out into the edge extending the land out. And the city elevation was raised by 10 feet so that the sewage from homes and buildings and the animal processing facilities could drain into the river easier. The clean water act of 1972 changed a lot for the river.

After the tour we found a small bakery shop and stepped in, continuing our yammering visit. Turns out Chicago does not do coffee very well , that I have found, and I am not particular. Weak cold coffee does not do it for me. Jeanne got sludge from her coffee pot.

Tom and Ilona returned home, Jeanne and I deciding to walk the 2.5 miles back to hotel. Turns out a great walk. The sidewalks were energetic with people. The police were out getting barriers set up for the marathon on Sunday. It was like setting up for a party. The pedicabs with music blasting, sirens, signs, barriers, people busy on the streets. One fellow we had seen in the morning near our hotel, who had asked for help getting some bottled water came up and said he wished to apologize to us for what he thought scared us. We had a nice conversation and he asked again for help getting some bottled water. Again we turned him down.

Stopped in randomly at a restaurant for dinner and it was incredible food. As the the waitress said, we would not tell the difference between the calamari and the pasta, and we could not. It was delicious. I had a mediterranean bass over a bed of green olives and carmelized fennel. Delicious.

Amtrak arrival platform Chicago union station
Hotel view 21st floor
J. R., Jeanne, Ilona, and Tom
Chicago River front. Note Amtrak train at bottom in Union station
Width at base is 36 feet (11 meters)
Chicago architectural tour
Michigan avenue walking home
Outside art museum. When I was 12 I had sat on the tail of that lion.

Day 2

I thought we were on the same train of thought.

Graffiti on train car Minneapolis

Hour 46 and running 8 hours late. Scheduled arrival Chicago was 4:45, now scheduled for 9:32. Seems the train people are trying to make it work, but the infrastructure is not there.(according to me) Freight trains take precedence, and we often have to stop at a siding and wait. Apparently when we left Portland late that drops our priority to the bottom of queue. Alas. It is what it is. We just left Minneapolis-St.Paul and cruising at 78 mph.

Yesterday afternoon and today have just been sitting back and watch the scenery go by. Lots of reading materials and movies, but scenery is best. We left the mountains and were in miles and miles of wheat fields, already harvested. Today it is miles and miles of corn, although there are deciduous forests here. The colors though have not been coordinated and are a mishmash of green, red, yellow, orange. Jeanne is calling it paisley fall colors. Some are past prime some have not even started to turn colors. I noted in the forests often in relatively remote areas there were tree houses. Perhaps deer hunting sights.

One of the people we wanted to stop and visit was my sister. Unfortunately she and husband Steve are doing a driving trip visiting relatives, and were in Wisconsin when we passed through whitefish, Montana. But they were driving home and we would pass. We tracked each other and they stopped in Glasgow, Montana last night. Turns out a stop on our train, but a drop and go stop, no getting off for us and only seconds there. They came to the station, and I told them where we were-the lounge car. I looked but did not see them so decided to run for the door and wave. Unfortunately they saw us, while going down the stairs the train left, but I missed them.

We texted back and forth and the aurora was supposed to be out even down here. We returned to our roomette, blocking the light as well as possible, but minimal. Did get a picture on the phone which showed more than we saw, but something about taking a picture in the dark of a moving object while going 60mph did not work.

Northern lights from train
Sunrise North Dakota
Mississippi River Minnesota
Red Wing, Minnesota

One thing I have distinctly noted since leaving the mountains is that this area is flat. North Dakota even more so. Definitely no mountains to block the view here. Miles and miles of miles and miles.

I have also started taking picture of us, not because we are vain or whatever, but the windows are so dirty it is difficult to get a decent picture. We still sit here in the lounge car enjoying the passing scenery.

Lounge car departing St. Paul beside Mississippi River.
More lounge car and Mississippi River.

This is pretty amazing! What an amazing country. On to Chicago and the city.

Travels again

“Three secrets to success: Be willing to learn new things. Be able to assimilate new information quickly. Be able to get along with and work with other people.” Sally Ride

Seems a good time to depart for yet another trip. We are heading off to circumnavigate, what in Alaska, we call the lower 48. The contiguous states which exclude Alaska and Hawaii. Seems appropriate to explore one’s own backyard a bit. I have always wondering why people at point A want to go to B, and the people at B want to go to point A. For those that travel the explanation is easy, to see what is there and how things are the same or different, better or worse. Then there are the people,at C and D who just want to go anywhere else. Finally there are those who choose to not physically travel through space but travel through time but staying out and watching the changes occur in a space over time.

As I get older I find home is pretty nice too. Hence a trip in the United States. I visited the south in 1962 on a cross country trip with uncle and cousin. 1962 is important because it was not until 1964 the civil rights act was passed, giving people rights across the board. But in 1962 I saw refusals to seat and or serve people, separate bathrooms, water fountains, etc. and relatives of my uncle and cousins who wanted to go do damage to various people. It scarred me as I had never seen such things, and I have developed a hatred of the south since, not changed in the past 60 years. They seem proud of their heritage. Except for numerous trips to Texas, and a few days in new Orleans I have not been back. Not that the few days traveling through on a train will show the true south, but trains are not noted for their routes through rich countrysides, the poor and industrial areas are more the norm. We shall see.

J. R. Flying solo to Chicago 1962

When I was 15 I did my first reasonably big bike trip, which was a group ride, of a month, from Philadelphia into Pennsylvania, West Virginia, Washington, D.C. including the C&O towpath. I took the 2 day train ride solo from Ogden, Utah to Philadelphia, returning to Utah from Washington, D.C. it was an awesome experience on my own, learning that sometimes, “they” do and think differently. I considered myself the only one from the west and wondered why the group insisted there were two from the west. One fellow was from St. Louis, and I always considered, and still do that to be east. Different viewpoints! The group leader on that trip of 10 sixteen year olds was 23 years old.

In 1993 Jeanne’s and I took the train from Perth, Australia to Adelaide across the Nullarbar desert. Again an awesome ride of 3-4 days. I remember awaking for sunrise and watching the red kangaroos racing the train in the relative coolness of morning. And the people from all over the world, all singing and getting along.

Jeanne & J.R. Nullarbar desert Australia

Then there were the short trips, Great Britain, Scotland, the Chunnel to Paris, and trains about Germany, and Thailand. Seems everyone complains about their countries train service, no matter where and the United States is no different, but I find it a wonderful way to travel.

Some have asked if it is not boring. Oh my gosh, how could it be boring? Always new scenery, constantly changing horizon, time to ponder whatever one ponders. Too short. But then I find sitting on this airplane at 35000 feet over the pacific flying to Seattle and onto Portland, Oregon, exciting. The clouds in a bazillion different formation. Way exciting! Trying to figure out where we are without a gps, just dead reckoning and a sort of memory. Plenty to occupy one’s mind.

Kodiak- Homer and home

The best traveler has no plan and is not intent on arrival.

Lao Tzu

Arrived Kodiak right on time after a great trip from Old Harbor. Kodiak yet another fishing town of Alaska, full of boats, docks, and houses along the coastline.

We had a couple of hours so departed the boat, making sure to carry ID and ferry ticket. Apparently they will not allow reentry without those two items, room keys do not count or knowledge that we have been on board for 4 days and they now theoretically know us. Personal relationships do not seem to count as much. We walked several blocks just looking and comparing to previous trips to the area. Both Jeanne and I had been here years ago teaching various classes. Jeanne teaching emergency trauma, and me teaching burn classes. Steve and I had been here 20 years + on a deer hunting trip with his son.

Several bars as per fishing towns, and we walked the main harbor just looking and admiring the boats. Mostly seiners with a few trawlers and longliners thrown into the mix. A working town. Not a lot of pleasure boats, although they may be in another harbor in the area. Ended up at a delightful brewery and enjoyed a good beer. Nothing overly exciting. Back to the ferry and the 10 hour run to Homer, arriving at 3 am. Ugh, but getting used to boat life which does not entail regular hours as arrivals and departures are at all hours.

Our friend Scott had driven our car, which we dropped at his house last week, and left it at the ferry terminal and we drove to his house, falling into bed for the second time this night. Proved to be a reasonable night of sleep despite awaking at 2:30. A delightful visit with Scott and Cindy that morning and then to the charging station to add a little electricity to the car. apparently the security system uses a fair amount of power, when people walk by and it records that. Next time remember to turn off the security system. We met with other friends at a coffee shop while adding 45 minutes of charge. then we were off, for the 5 hours drive home, stopping at supercharger along the way and having a good meal while charging. Made it home and prep for the next trip. Jeanne off a a girlfriend trip, and me at home getting house and me ready for winter.

Aleutian ferry

It’s all so easy when you don’t know how hard it is.

Luann (comic by Greg evans)

And the ride began late due to mechanical delays. Originally scheduled for 5 pm departure from Dutch Harbor, but due to some mechanical maintenance needed, new schedule was 12:45 am – ugh. Thus we had another evening. We had extended our room, at the grand Aleutian hotel, so could hang there, but weather was reasonable (no rain or wind) so we walked about. Headed to the sushi restaurant and had a delightful meal with some very good sushi. Interesting walking as it just winds amongst the industrial canneries, which arebusy but not crazy, as not much fishing now. Company store, the bunkhouses and apartments, generator building, docks, both boat, and truck.

Sushi dinner

It was a long day and all were ready to fall into cabin bed and sleep, and all did except me, who in spite wanting to sleep, did not seem capable, so I wandered exploring the boat. 270 feet 3 decks plus the car deck below. We had departed amongst scattered clouds and an almost full moon. Beautiful and with the iPhone camera able to somewhat capture the mood. I wanted to see Priest rock but alas it was dark when we passed it at 1 am. We have a painting on wood at home of priest rock, and now at least I can say I have been by it.

Departing Dutch harbor

It is now Tuesday and we departed Saturday night Sunday morning. We have made 6 stops thus far with Kodiak yet to go, in about 5 hours. Akutan, Cold Bay, King Cove, Sand Point, Chignik, and this morning Old Harbor. Each unique, with a varying makeup of native and western, makeup, ranging in size from a few dozen to maybe a few hundred. I managed to at least get up and get on deck to see, at least the dock, of each although several were middle of night. Could get off and walk but frequently the actual town too far in the allotted time of usually half hour, sometimes an hour. One has to be careful though, as apparently if you do not take your ID and ticket with you they will not let you back on. TSA rules apparently.

Akutan dock and town at 5 am
Cold bay dock
King cove
Sand point
Chignik

Old harbor
Old harbor

It was fascinating to observe the choreography of docking and loading as well as unloading. This is the last run of the year, for this Aleutian run and folks are returning themselves, gear, boats, cars to points north. Will be interesting to see how many get off in Kodiak. The crew says a lot of standby in Kodiak awaiting trip,to Homer and the road system. Currently I count only 2 empty spaces on car deck, and it is packed in, with minimal,squeeze room between vehicles, cars, pickups, trailers, boats, a front end loader, vans, dogs.

And ferry has gotten fuller with people as we go along. At first it was seemingly just a few, mostly tourists as ourselves, but each village added a few more, with a stop of 1 to 1 1/2 hours to unload and load vehicles. A circus but well choreographed. Fascinating to watch, staying out of way, as lots of heavy machinery.

The views were spectacular. We spent much of day just watching the ocean and/or the coastline. This may be some of the most spectacular coastline I have ever seen. Volcano’s when clouds allow, but cliffs and rugged coastline amazing. And the wildlife! Sei whales, humpback whales, harbor porpoises, birds mostly gulls and shearwaters, possibly an albatross or fulmar. Constant incredible views.

Cape castle
Sunrise by Jim Winchester
Aleutian coastline

The weather has been calm, with only a slight rocking of the swells. We had expected the gulf of alaska to be rather rough, this time of year, but has been basically flat. We had been concerned prior to departure watching weather, but a wasted worry. Currently as I write seas are larger, but we are running with the wind so fairly smooth.

Cell phone reception again is irritating me. Be at dock in village and everyone is yammering away on phones, except us, who get no reception. Again AT&T fails to,deliver. Was reasonable in Dutch harbor but apparently only GCI (a local alaska company) covers smaller places here. Seems in 2024 somebody would have it figured for all to share. Starlink is on the boat for crew or just boat work but not available for us. And as I write and we are closer to Kodiak we have reception and everyone is on phones catching up.

Catching up

Weather has come in again, cloudy, windy, occasional rain. Beautiful to just sit here in our cabin, looking out at waves, with the shearwater birds just floating the waves. The ocean always is changing.

Room 214

Bottom line, would love to do this trip again.

Unalaska-Dutch Harbor

Knowledge speaks, but wisdom listens

Jimmy Hendrix

Rode the 8:40 am flight to Dutch harbor, arriving 11 am.. beautiful flight over Lake Clark National Park, and on to here. The landing interesting as I looked out the window to see cliffs off the wing, and apparently pilot saw about 70 humpback whales just frolicking about the waters below.

Anchorage departure
Lake Clark national park

We are on this little,excursion with friends Jim Winchester and Steve Dombrowski. Steve used to be our neighbor in Anchorage and both of them worked construction building roads. They were somewhat interested to see the work they had done here 10 years ago paving the runway and the roads. We were like little kids in our excitement to see it all. Steve had rented a big suv for cruising about and we began touring, eyes wide. Steve turns out to be an excellent guide showing us about, Winchester excited about it all and fascinated to see new birds.

Dutch harbor airport terminal

Like any village in Alaska, Dutch Harbor and the town of Unalaska is very different than the city of Anchorage. Historically and pretty much still is a native village. But Dutch Harbor is the largest fishing seaport in the United States, and there is evidence of it all over. An industrial town with huge connexs almost all refrigerated, one I counted 5 high by 25 on a side and 5 deep. All for shipping seafood. And crb pots stored away for the season, which is in December and January. This is the place where the crabs boats depart for the Bering sea and king crab fishing. Think of the tv show “The deadliest catch”. The boats are in and the crab seem to have gone away, and we walked docks and looked.

Crab pots

A great lunch at the “Norwegian Rat bar”, with an awesome blue cheese bacon burger and fries with very reasonable prices, cheaper than Anchorage.

A drive up to review a gravel pit, with stored road work machinery, and on up into the hills. Why a road we were unsure, but as Steve noted probably a remnant of World War II and maintained since. The war was quite significant here in the Aleutians with some major bombing take place here by the Japanese and the occupation of Kiska and Attu islands. For some reason it was not widely known that the United States had some occupied territory during the war. There were some incredibly brutal land battles and flying done.

A good stay at the grand Aleutian hotel, and have extended our stay. Seems we were to depart at 5 pm today, Saturday, but alas a mechanical on the ferry, and it is delayed until 00:45 Sunday morning. Hence rather than have no where to hang out we extended 1 room for the evening.

Thus delightful hiking, good food, watching the weather and just enjoying the company and the vibes of a working industrial town. Tonite we board the ferry for 3 days and 3 nights of Bering sea and gulf of Alaska.

Russian church
Hiking
Walking the dicks photo by Jim
Aleutian lady
Walking to grocery store
Aleutian museum
Overlook from World War II bunker
Dutch harbor
Hotel view

Alaska train

Autumn colors are starting and Jeanne and I wanted to view them, as we did 3 years go on a train trip to Fairbanks, from anchorage. It was then the height of COVID, and you had to stay in seats, for entire ride, and they only sold every other seat. Ok we had an awesome time and colors were spectacular, especially the Siberian larches north of Denali park. That was about third week in September.

Jeanne had inquired early last week, but train travel totally sold out. Despite Alaska closing up after Labor Day (first Monday of September), numerous people had not heard that, and the cruise ships and tourists are still about. On Thursday she called and obtained a cancellation, for Saturday.

We had made arrangements to pick up a friends parents in Seward on Friday so it was a busy day. A delightful,drive meeting the parents at 8 am at Seward dock as they exited an 8 day cruise through the inside passage of alaska. We toured town reviewing where Brandon’s dad had worked in 1979, and out to exit glacier. It had receded even farther than a few months ago when we were there, with earlier summer visitors. Up late with dinner with them, then an 8 am departure on train. Much easier than flying, as one shows up 15 minutes early and boards.

Exit glacier June 2023
June 2024

Exit glacier view September 2024

Alaska railroad

The problem with Alaska railroad, it is noted and famous for being one of the slowest in the world. The drive of 350 miles (750 k) to Fairbanks can be done in 6.5 hours with minimal traffic. The train schedules 12, for essentially same distance. But, the views are amazing and continuous, so lots of time to see. When a moose or bear was sighted the conductor would announce it and several people were able to see it, me not being one of them. I did see several swans and of course ducks, and grebes.

Broad pass

The train begins in Anchorage and our seats were first in car, hence we had a wall in front of us, blocking view. Near immediately we went up to dome car, where one is supposed to stay only 20 minutes to give others a chance. I do not think it ever filled up, and we stayed there most of trip.

Indian creek

Once when stopping to pick up passengers along the way, and the conductor describing how to open and close doors, as well as walk along the moving train. He advised the train cars were sort of like most of the people riding the train – somewhat old, set in our ways, sometimes cantankerous, but unique. And it was true of the 6 cars, each was unique and without a commonality of design other than wheels on track. Some doors you pushed, some you pulled, some you pushed a button, either on floor or on the door. Quite interesting.

Along the way, unfortunately someone developed a medical emergency and it was deemed an ambulance was needed. We stopped at a place called hurricane and waited an hour and half for one to arrive from either Palmer or Talkeetna a hundred miles south. I did see the patient walk off the train with assistance into ambulance.

Hurricane gulch awaiting ambulance

Interesting to hear the speculation on what happened. I am sure none were involved with the “emergency” but were willing to explain what happened.

Glitter gulch Denali national park

We arrived in Fairbanks at 10:30 – 2 1/2 hours late. Too late and dark to see the colors. Our friend Clif arrived and shuttled us to his place, for a wondrous sleep.

Sunday an awesome breakfast at more friends, then to the antique car museum. Fairbanks, it turns out has one of the best antique car museums, anywhere. Maybe 50 cars ranging from late 1800s with electric motors and steam engines. Turns out batteries were a problem then and people did not like sitting on a steam boiler, which on occasion burst. Latest cars were late 1930s. And bit of trivia, where the saying “that’s a deuzy” came from. From the old deussenberg car, a fine machine. The word station wagon comes from the 1911 model T Ford, which was designed to carry passengers from train station to hotel.

A flight home and begin prepping for next little adventure, obtaining tickets to ride the train, circumnavigating the lower United States, what we in Alaska call the lower 48. Coming up now is a ferry ride from Dutch Harbor to Homer a distance of a 1000 miles (1600 kilometers).

We just drove two cars to Homer, leaving one for our arrival next week on ferry. The flights from Homer to Anchorage are ridiculous a $250-$300 person.