I believe that I did wake up for a potty stop around 4AM and found that the sun was already up. That was no surprise as it only set at 10PM. Here is a look at the Harbor.
I looked and Juneau is pretty much at the same latitude as Churchill. In the summer, it doesn't get dark. The sun sets, but you can see where it is and follow the glow along the north horizon until it pops up again.
Don't ask about winter.
We were the 4th ship docked and the farthest ship from town. When Google finally found my location it said that walking would be 30 minutes to the pharmacy. I decided I would take a taxi if necessary.
Wow. That makes a bigger difference than I would've thought!
I walked through the town and it had really sprung up since the last time I was here. It was very commercial.
That sucks.
There was a whole section dedicated to International Food Trucks and kiosks.
Hmmm... I don't think I mind that, though.
I just sat across the street on a bench checking the DIS and playing the “open, open, open” game.
I gave them the printed out email prescription and they wouldn't accept it,
Really? Odd. Wonder why not.
Was the signature/prescription too legible?
so I called Dr J and got her voice mail. Luckily she called right back and said she would call in the prescription.
Lucky is right.
I got back to the ship quickly. Notice in the this picture the angle of the ramp to board the ship.
At first I wasn't sure if you were going with a "difficult to navigate" or a "tide change" point.
We got dispensation to park the
scooter in the lounge as pushing the scooter up the steep ramp of the gangway would have been a lot of work.
No kidding! Maybe they'd like you to scale a mountain or two while you're there.
As soon as they saw Fran they had a concern for her walking down to the plane. They gave her the option to back out, but she went ahead with it.
Good for her (although it did hurt her. But I bet she enjoyed having done it?)
Turbo otter. Nice.
Getting Fran into the plane was a bit of an ordeal. Her legs don't bend right and she needed me to push her butt for each step, but eventually she got in the plane.
Sounds painful... for both of you.
We were going to fly over 5 different glaciers.
Cool!
At one time cruise ships could come up into this inlet (early 1930s) but the silt from the terminus of the glaciers eventually blocked the inlet and made it too shallow for ships to navigate.
Huh. Interesting. Glaciers move so slowly that you forget that they move.
OK, after agonizing over the pictures, I just decided to show you all of them unless they are blurry or otherwise unacceptable.
Good! I won't comment on them all, but I did look at every one with interest (and not a little jealousy!
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As we make our way up to the last couple glaciers of our trip we fly past the Taku Lodge, if you look carefully at the dead center of the picture you’ll see it.
Got it!
I love these “ripples” in the glacier. I’m pretty sure this is an optical illusion and they are very very deep.
Probably. Do you know how high above them you were?
Looking at the map, it stands to reason that these are the Brassiere Hills. Probably named by the same guys who named the peaks in Mark’s TR from last summer.
This debris is what the glacier leaves behind once it recedes. All of this stuff was caught up in the glacier and once it melted it’s just left there. It’s called the glacial moraine.
Oh! I remember learning that back in school decades ago.
There she is!
That's such a cool shot with the wing in it.
Getting Fran out of the plane was a little bit easier than getting in.
That's good at least.
I must admit I was worried that she'd be seized up or something after being crammed in there for a while.
Fran made the trip back up, it was challenging. Getting up the dock ramp was a little easier than going down. A little.
Again, good.
That’s a steep slope!
That really is. Whoa.
I made it!
I hope Fran took that picture. You didn't abandon her at the bottom of the ramp, did you?
I got the lobster ravioli which was an appetizer but I think they gave me an entree sized portion.
I wanna try that.
Fran said that she really hurt from trying to get into the plane.
Crap. That sucks.
She asked what our excursion for tomorrow was and I told her it was also a plane like that. She pleaded with me to let her out of tomorrow’s excursion. She said I could still go, but would really appreciate if I didn’t make her do it. From my experiences on our Florida trip where she went back to the room and I hung out with Jim and Alberto, I realized that it was OK to do something without her, and she would be fine on her own.
Yeah... but you still wish she could go, I'm sure.
In the small plane the seats were very low to the ground and I had to sit in a manner which irritated my left knee. I was walking with great difficulty and pain so I took some ibuprofen.
So both of you had a hard time. Sorry to hear that.
It was kind of like people soup
ew. no.
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Michael, as trim as he is, finds those small spaces totally uncomfortable after a while hence one of the reasons he stopped flying as a medic on the helicopters. Those small planes aren't much better. 
