Here we found a VERY small town indeed called Hoonah, home to the historic cannery. We were greeted in the morning by a woman wearing short sleeves and a vest, which she later removed, while we shivered in our winter coats. She smiled and said that 70F was HOT too them! They also believe warmth to be a bad thing, and believe that it harbors illness. They prefer the cold.
I saw a chicken weed (to the right) for the first time ever. Guess what they say it tastes like?
We went on a tram ride through the forested area, and along the beach. THIS was their "bridge" built to allow access to more of the island. It kept "washing away". How's that for primative?
We went on a tram ride through the forested area, and along the beach. THIS was their "bridge" built to allow access to more of the island. It kept "washing away". How's that for primative?
We then attended a show put on by the natives. My favorite thing was when Jeff took part in the dance by becoming a Raven to attract the Eagles.
We had a nice meal by the harbor, and saw a few more eagles, and a sea lion.
It was a one-ship-a day-port, and offered the wilderness experience I expected from Alaska.
We had a nice meal by the harbor, and saw a few more eagles, and a sea lion.
It was a one-ship-a day-port, and offered the wilderness experience I expected from Alaska.
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