
Expedition
Log

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Expedition Log: July 26, 2001
Allison Sayer, Young
Explorers Team
Skagway
Most of the ship "slept in"
until around seven this morning, when we docked in Skagway.
After breakfast, we boarded buses to take us to the White
Pass & Yukon Railroad train depot. Our driver assured us
we would recognize her when we got off the train through a
purple sign, her appearance, and our bus number, and then
left to drive up the highway and pick us up when the train
arrived at Frazer, B.C. On the train, we found magazines on
our seats which were "ours to keep." The bulk of the
magazine was a catalogue, including baby overalls with
trains on them, authentic switch lights, railroad tie
bookends, and 4 oz. boxes of smoked salmon that cost about
$15.00 ($60.00 per pound).
Several trains go up the single narrow-gauge
track to the pass every day. One of the first things the train passed
was a small tent-and-trailer city in which many summer workers lived.
We also passed an airport, with a turn of the century dancing girl flashing
her girdle painted on the tailfins of one air company's fleet. Once in
the mountains, there was not much of a view from the train due to the
fog. There were definitely some "oohs" and "aahs"
on the narrow bridges with apparently nothing below, but I think they
were from fright. Most photographs taken by our group were of the train
itself. The conductor tried to tell us about the different flowers and
trees, but passengers not already familiar with them had difficulty picking
them out as they whipped by. The conductor also gave us a running commentary
on the gold rush, the construction of the railroad, and historic spots
along the way.
When we arrived in Fraser,
Conrad took advantage of the late-arriving buses to
introduce us to some of the plants that grew by a small
lake. Some passengers were also curious about whether
anybody lived in Fraser. We were told "Yes, eleven customs
officers." When the buses arrived, we dutifully re-boarded
and headed back towards Skagway. Along the way, photo stops
included waterfalls and a "Welcome to Alaska" sign
surrounded by fog. At one of the falls, there was a pipe
running down the mountain. This pipe ran to a hydroelectric
power generator that powered both Skagway and Haines. Chris
gave a very brief roadside geology lesson at one of our
short stops.
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An old steam
engine, in working order, helps visitors get a feel
for Skagway's colorful past. (Photo by National
Ocean Service, NOAA).
Click
image for a larger view.
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Guides told tall tales of the early settlers,
criminals, prospectors, storekeepers, and prostitutes before we reached
the graveyard where many of these people were buried. They kept the tone
light and full of good humor. Bill Cronon had given a powerful lecture
the day before that had fewer colorful characters, and much darker content.
However, he was speaking as a historian and not as someone trying to help
visitors have a good time and possibly receive a tip at the end.
Some of our guests did not arrive back at lunch
because a U.S. Customs official had boarded their train and temporarily
detained anyone who did not have photo identification. Some of us thought
at first this was a joke, as buses had frequently taken spontaneous detours
during our travels thus far, and besides we are a pretty good-humored
group, but this time it was true. Every expedition member had left their
passports with the purser when we boarded in Prince Rupert, and many of
us commonly left our wallets on board when we disembarked. Many people
had no identification and were not permitted to continue into the United
States without it! Our fearless expedition leader raced off with the passports
and soon a slightly addled group joined us. After lunch, a Skagway performer
sang songs about the gold rush on board. One song was enjoyed by some,
but thought by others to contain racist lyrics. A discussion amongst the
scholars followed, and an apology made to Rosita Worl on behalf of Smith
College.
We had an afternoon at leisure.
Some of us rested or caught up on work on board, and some
walked through the theme town to shop or meet costumed
colorful characters. There were saloons, gold rush
artifacts, and plenty of post card shops in town. Some who
had ridden the train through the fog bought postcards of
what the view would have looked like had we ridden on a
clear day.
I wonder whether other Alaskans
appreciate Skagway the way I appreciated the Empire State
Building and other sites growing up in New York. Rarely were
crowds streaming down my boring block because there were
places set up specifically to be interesting or exciting to
visitors. The crowds at the places I did enjoy were
mitigated by dilution of visitors between shared sites (like
museums) and tourist-only type attractions. Skagway is an
ideal place for those visitors who want to be entertained
and to have motorized transportation, shops, food, bars,
solicitous service, etc nearby and geared towards them.
Maybe Skagway's accommodating general attitude can help it
to be a sink for tourists with these demands and leave other
places to develop a different style of service or no
services at all, and set their goal for numbers of visitors
accordingly.
The strongest impression I
brought back from Skagway is how eerie it would be to stay
on longer than the half day or day long cycle of one tour,
and watch the same exact day unfold over and over until the
five month season ended.
The Clipper Odyssey
weighed anchor and motored on in the evening. Pam Wight
delivered a lecture on tourism, economics, and the
environment. After and during cocktail service, Richard
Nelson delivered a lecture about Sitka.
(View
the day's photos)
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