Woke up in Skagway surrounded by cruise ships. It's been so stormy here, there was actually one more ship that was supposed to come in, but it wouldn't risk it. I'm glad we came. Mom and I spent the morning lounging on the ship (hence the sketch), then we went in and boarded the White Pass Rail. It's a rail line that was built during the Klondike Gold Rush, taking miners up a really treacherous pass. You see bits of the original footpath that the rail replaced, and there are trestle bridges and some of the most beautiful terrain imaginable. We cut back into Northern BC part way through the trip, into an area where you can see rain forest, boreal forest and subarctic land pretty much all at once. There were some beautiful lakes up there. Fish don't live in them naturally, since they sit on top of an impenetrable granite bed and freeze completely in winter, but they get stocked in the spring so the workers up here have somewhere to fish. I'm sure the bears appreciate that as well. We stopped at a suspensions bridge and had a big bowl of Bison Chili. I should have asked the server "Is this wild bison? I won't eat farmed bison" ;-).
We got back to the ship, had a little rest (I love cruise ship naps!), and let our ongoing battle of several decades continue. Greg would tease me, anytime he saw me playing with the Scrabble ap on my iPhone, he'd say "Practicing up for your trip with your Mom?". Which, of course, I was. This wasn't our best game now that I look at it; a board full of 3-5 letter words. We're usually pretty good. We must be tired from all the excursions. Or dulled by cruise ship gluttony.