
Greetings readers. I hope this posting finds you all enjoying a wonderful summer.
As I write this it's July 16th, which is Tim and my 25th wedding anniversary. We actually celebrated that milestone earlier when he was visiting Skagway, and we plan to celebrate again later when we're together at home again. Who says an anniversary has to be only one day eh?
Tim stayed with me in housing and got to meet all of our "gang" in Liarsville. It's a fun bunch and since most of them are performers, they aren't exactly camera shy!

Tim has now departed for a business trip in the Pacific Northwest and goodness knows where else, so we're not actually together on our anniversary. But that's okay because I wanted Tim to get to experience Skagway's 4th of July celebration, so together we decided we could celebrate our anniversary anytime, but the 4th happens only when it happens!
Tim joined us at the dock and snapped this photo of me dockrepping with one of my favorite shorex's (shore excursion managers), Sophie from Royal Caribbean. Sophie's a peach!We took lots of photos while Tim was here, so I'll be posting those in future entries -- so stay tuned for more highlights of his visit in later postings. This entry is mainly devoted to the 4th celebration

in Skagway and our trip to Whitehorse in the Canadian Yukon later in the day.
Skagway streets were crowded with people lining up for the egg toss competition.
In addition to the photos here, I'll soon be posting more (and larger) photos on the photo blog at the link noted below, so if you're interested check back occassionally at the photo blog at:
http://www.travelpod.com/travel-blog/ctssyount/2/tpod.htmlJuly 4th turned out to be a cold and drizzly day as you can see in the photos, but that didn't seem to dampen the spirits of anyone in Skagway. Alaska is one of those places where people just go on about their business regardless of w

eather (because if you didn't you probaby would never do anything), and whatever comes they just deal with it without complaining. What a concept eh? After all, we're not going to melt, so what's a little rain?
Mother and son are both dressed in the sprit of the day
The 4th celebration started with a great home town parade which reminded both Tim and I of the parades

we've seen in other small towns where we've lived like Bozeman, Montana and Bend, Oregon. My favorite entry was the "Fresh Catch" float from the local ice cream store (we have only one) called Kone Kompany. The float was a huge net (like a driftnet used for fishing), and the "catch" inside was cruise ship passengers, who were "lured in" to the net by casting a fishing line with an Alaska guidebook. Classic! They had even included "sample tourists" in the net who stood inside the net asking (in a loud voice as we tourists often do) questions like -- "Where can I find something not made in China?" (but of course that's cheap) -- or "What are the winters like here?" -- questions we all answer multiple times each day. Don't forget, on my "off work" days I'm a tourist here too, so if we can't laugh at ourselves in life, then what's the point?
One of the old cars from a local vendor featured in the parade. These cars are stored in a garage just down the street from our camp in Liarsville, and are used to ferry guests around in Skagway tours.As with the Kone Kompany's float, all the floats were homemade and there wasn't a big-name sponsor (like Walmart or Sony) in sight! The sponsors were just the local market, hardware store, gold rush era shows and so on.

And as usual in these small town parades, there were plenty of dogs and firetrucks and bicycles decorated that joined in the fun. My favorite in that category was a lady who appeared to be in her 70's or 80's who was riding around on her own bike with red-white-and-blue streamers in the wheels, and she was dressed in the same colors with a headpiece and everything. She was so cool!
I grabbed this blurry photo from another blogger's site of the parade. The lady in the center on the bicycle is the older lady I mentioned (she appeared to be in her 70's or so), and notice the Royal Canadian Mounted Police (Mounties) as the flash of red in the background.
Unfortunately I didn't have my camera for the parade so I don't have any photos to show of that except a couple I snagged from another blogger shown above, but check out the egg toss photos.
The egg toss competitors included many local vendors who were still in costume from the days of 1898. Check out the rapt attention of that girl in the red dress and white bloomers as she prepares to catch that raw egg coming at her on the street. She's braver than me!The egg toss was the highlight of the day, where Skagway apparently broke the world record for having the most participants tossing raw eggs back and forth on the street ("unofficial" count was 1,454 people). That was such a blast! Strangely enough, the previous world record was in Wrangell, also in Alaska just a bit south of Skagway. The toss consisted of two lines of people which stretched for several blocks along our main street of Broadway (which is most of downtown Skagway), and the goal was to toss the raw eggs back and forth while increasing the distance between the tossers each time. Once the egg drops though, you're out of the competition.
The crowd and judges (one is the guy in the yellow pants) watch the finalists in the egg toss competition.

The competitors consisted of both local residents, we summer workers, and cruise ship passengers from the one ship in town that day (Friday's are quieter days in Skagway with less ship visitors). Most stores were closed for the parade and the egg toss since everyone wanted to see both of those -- so if you wanted to buy something during those events, you just had to wait until the clerks returned and the stores repopened! Yes, there are still places where people do that!
The sign below is representative of many on shops that day which says "Closing for the Egg Toss!"
After the egg toss competition we grabbed some lunch to go and headed up the hill toward Canada and the White Pass Summit. Skagway has exactly one traditionl car rental place - the Avis at the Westmark Hotel - so I used my local worker discount to get a car for the day at a rate a little lower than the standard $82/day premium.
We drove up the pass in pretty thick clouds and fog, but even with the limited visibility it was a beautiful drive. We saw a bear on the way up as he crossed the road in front of the car before disappearing into the trees on the other side. While in Whitehorse I took advantage of the opportunity to enjoy some food that we can't get in Skagway -- stuffed crust pizza from Pizza Hut sounds pretty good when you haven't been able to find it for 2 1/2 months, and you'd be surprised how appetizing a McDonald's hamburger and fries sounds after the same length of time. Tim was a real sport at going along with my drooling over these fast food delicacies. :>)
A shop in Carcross (Caribou Crossing) between Skagway and Whitehorse Canada.
After the two-hour drive to Whitehorse and spending some time there, we backtracked back down the Alaskan Highway to Skagway, but stopping first at nearby historic and remote Dyea. Dyea was a huge "tent town" during the Yukon Goldrush of 1898, when stampeders stopped there to gather supplies on their way up the Chilkoot Pass which took the into the gold fields of the Canadian Yukon. From the summer of 1897 right on into the winter of 1898, gold stampeders poured into the tent and shack towns of Skagway and Dyea, both jumping off points for the 600-mile trek to the goldfields. (Source is National Park Service website: http://www.nps.gov/klgo/historyculture/index.htm).
Tim on the trail to the abadoned location of the old city of Dyea where gold rushers camped before heading up the trail. Dyea was a bustling town in 1898 until the train was built through Skagway about 10 miles away and Dyea literally died overnight. Today it is a remote residential area with a few lodges and campsite. This photo was taken about 10:30 at night and we were the only ones in the vicinity. We walked along the trail until it started to head deep into the woods, and after seeing some fresh bear scat we decided to turn around and leave that hike for another day when the chance of an encounter was less. We have bears around here and sightings in Dyea are very common (as well as in Liarsville), so it's a good idea to be a cautious hiker.During the days of the "stampede", the Canadian government required that anyone going to the Klondike gold fields carry a year's supply of food so they could sustain themselves through the long and harsh Yukon winters. This amounted to a full ton of supplies (in weight) for each person, including the recommended supplies of 400 pounds of flour, 200 pounds of bacon and 100 pounds of beans. (There is a great National Park museum is Skagway that Tim and I toured while he was visiting which shows a model of a stampeder and his ton of supplies -- very illuminating to what it must have been like).

The most difficult part of the trail was what became known as the "Golden Staircase" -- a section of the rail which climbed straight up the moutainside and was too steep for pack animals. This meant that stampeders carried their full ton of supplies on their backs up the "steps" cut into the snow. Imagine the number of trips up and down those steps it would take to carry one ton of supplies to the top.
An actual National Park Service photo of the Golden Staircase along the Chilcoot Trail. The line you see going up in a line of miners climbing up the snow-packed "steps" to cross the pass at the top. Not for the faint-hearted (or faint-willed) eh?
In addition to the grueling trail, stampeders also faced other hardships like murders, suicides, disease and malnutrition, and death from hypothermia, avalanche, and, some said heartbreak when they arrived in the Klondike to find all the gold claims had already been staked (little details conveniently "left out" by reporters as they perpetuated false stories of miners who stepped off the boat and picked up potato-sized nuggets of gold with ease). The "misreporting"
by actual reporters became legendary during that time, hence the name "Liarsville" which is the name of the recreated gold camp where I work in Skagway.
The "flats" (tidal areas) of Dyea on a foggy night. This photo was taken about 10:30 at night.
The Chilkoot Trail was the major route into the Yukon gold fields unti the Whtepass Narrow Gauge Railroad was built a year later, when Dyea basically just disappeared overnight since those with gold fever found the train a much easier option than the grueling steep trail. It's amazing what people were willing to believe and put themselves (and unfortunately their animals who didn't have a choice) through for the chance at instant wealth. Hmmm.... given the popularity of
lotteries and smiliar ventures, perhaps we haven't changed that much eh?
The road to Dyea is a windy dirt road with drop-offs and no guard rails (like many in Alaska). It's a beautiful drive.
That concludes the "history lesson" for today :>). I'll write more about other adventures when I have time, but until then, cheers! cy