We left Juneau in the usual fog and rain.....I guess that's the drill in Maritime Alaska. Our ferry cut through the pea soup fog and landed in Skagway about 11 pm.
The town is charming....I guess it is now set up for tourists, but I keep looking for remnants of the gold miners who came here in the gold rush in1898/99 and found some evidenced on the White Pass train. Up, up, up almost 3000 feet on the antique train along the Skagway River, Denver Glacier to the very top into Canada where miners had to tramp carrying up to 2,000 lbs of supplies, to get by the Northwest Mounted Police. We could see part of the trail tramped by the gold rushers.....it's easier by train!
Back in town, we found happy hour in the Red Onion Saloon a National Historic Building, Skagway's most exclusive bordello built in 1897.
Andy loved our bar tender......
But, found checking out the width of the narrow gage tracks more interesting.......Go figure!
Off to Whitehorse, Yukon and some decisions to make about the next nine miles of the road. We seem to be running out of runway and are thinking we may have to do this trip in yearly installments.