Category Archives: Ports of Call

~Oh perilous place, spell-bound and un-child-proofed~ With it being the end of the season, the weather in Alaska is starting to play up against us. In order to avoid a potentially hurricane force storm as we traversed the open water … Continue reading →

“Ladies and Gentlemen, this is your captain speaking from the bridge. It is with regret that I must cancel our call at Hubbard Glacier this afternoon. We realize that this is a great disappointment for all of your onboard, but … Continue reading →

Hubbard Glacier until recently has been the fog-capital of the route. We’ve been surrounded week after week by a thick blanket of white, with the glacier looming up in front of us suddenly only because our captain is so brilliant … Continue reading →

Every so often, you feel the urge to do something totally insane. Last year, for me, that was going ziplining in Juneau (I love ziplining, closest thing to flying without wings that a human being will ever experience), this season … Continue reading →

Those of you who have cruised before are probably familiar with the process of tendering (and those of you who don’t cruise have heard me talk about it enough). Basically when a port either has too small a harbor, or … Continue reading →

When I was a child, there was an exhibit at the local museum called “Open Ocean”, by the time I stopped being afraid of it, it had been updated one too many times and was old and dated, the videos … Continue reading →

~Good little girls, never get lost, out in the woods Good little girls stay in their own yard…~ Of all the Alaska ports (granted there are many I haven’t been to) Sitka remains my favourite.  I have a routine in … Continue reading →

When I was a child I read a poem about fog, and how it came on little cat feet. Nowhere is that more appropriate than in the middle of the ocean. The fog simply comes down and engulfs you, muffling … Continue reading →