When in Ketchican can, catch a run if you can can …
To celebrate my parents’ 50th wedding anniversary, we went on a cruise to Alaska. While in Ketchikan, of course, Karen and I went trail running. We headed north by taxi then hit the trails on foot. A park ranger helped us pick out some nice places to explore. It rained buckets the whole time. We passed streams just packed with salmon heading for their spawning grounds.
We went around a lake and saw some guys from Alabama fishing for salmon. They were helped out by a park ranger.
One of the “trails” was board walk for several miles since the ground was unsuitable for trail making otherwise. It was steep and rooty and beautiful. We kept up a constant chatter to avoid scaring up any bears.
The trail ended up at a lake:
On the route home we ran on the highway that we had previously bypassed by taking the taxi. It was still pouring and the traffic whizzing by made it not much fun. Eventually up ahead I saw a car pulled over, just sitting there like the driver was waiting for us. She was! It was one of the locals we had talked to on the trail. She saw us on the road headed back to the ship and wondered if we might not like a lift back into town to avoid the last 3 miles of highway running! Cold and tired and soaking wet, we accepted! The locals are very friendly! Thanks Wendy!
It was a great day.