Ferry travel
We get to the dock and check in, securing passage for us and the bike. But a berth is unobtainable until we talk to the purser on board the boat. Getting a berth or room is just a chance we'll have to take.Finally the ferry Kinnecott arrives and takes on all the walk-on passengers which includes Kathy. As soon as she is able she will put our name on the waiting list for a berth. This means her carrying our sea rations up several flights of stairs to get in line at the pursers station while I wait in line with the motorcycle.
Kathy gets our name on the list but it is several names down from the top. With that done she waits above the car boarding area to get a photo of me coming down the car ramp on the bike.
Once aboard and bike secured with straps, I go up and find Kat. With no assurances on a room, we go to the solarium deck with our gear and have supper. Summer sausage, cheese, and crackers are on the menu for tonight. As we eat we hear names being called to visit with the purser to secure berths for the trip.
Finally, thank goodness our name is called. We will not have to sleep in sleeping bags tonight. Not that we have camped yet on our trip, but I had rather have a berth on this ferry then a bag on the deck floor.
We gather our gear and make way to our berth, a small room with a bunk bed and a sink. Home sweet home for the next three nights. The bathrooms and showers are just down the hall.
Leaving Juneau, the Inside Passage is beautiful and relaxing. We close our eyes to the steady hum of the ship.
Ferry pics
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