Inside the waiting room for the MV Kennicott...again.
The Grey Mile
The long walk back to the ship that I once called home.
The Green Mile
First view from the port side of the MV Kennicott
Despite the clouds it was a beautiful day to start our southbound voyage!
I'm sure the boat has cloud penetrating radar...right?!
Meet Janet and Groll
Remember Janet from the Homer Spit...well there she is with the back of Grohl's head. No relation to Dave of Foo Fighter fame. More on these two later...
Its hard to tell but if you look close enough you can see the misty spray from Moby...errr I mean that random whale.
Matt, our resident guitar player, was guiding us through the streets of Juneau where our objective was to take a shot (Jamesons was my poison of choice) at every bar we passed.
Groll and I
Groll and I waiting on one of the many crowded street corners of Juneau. To say this town was a tourist trap would be a wild understatement.
Play It Again, Sam
Matt was never too far from his guitar. In between bouts of writing I would wander through the ships rooms and sure enough Matt and the gang would be there without fail.
Emerald days and sapphire nights. Just more evidence that Alaska is the crowned jewel of the US!
We were a massive ferry in a massive landscape yet the silence was more pronounced than both
I was in my "bed" when Sean woke me up and told me to rush to the back of the ship. He told me the Northern Lights were out. Without putting any clothes on I jumped out of my sleeping bag and ran to the back! Dream come true!
Lights of the North