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Petersburg to Juneau

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Ortho4XP, USA_2, ZL 16, Carenado C 208






Having crossed Fredrick Sound, we are now over Ruth island and Thomas Bay



Heading towards Baird Glacier







We head now north towards Juneau








Some slight gust of wind, so not exactly center line





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Thanks for the adventure..... Great shots thanks for sharing.............

Michael J

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Your ortho looks great in Alaska! Nice set.

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Nothing like the Alaska coast and Ortho, reminds me of the pictures my parents showed me of their 90's Alaska cruise, their last cruise together.  I had a chance to go to Alaska but blew it--changed jobs so my gig there was cancelled, but my new job brought me to Santa Fe NM and to the SF Bay area where I grew up several times and my employer always booked me first class accommodations either at a Hilton or Embassy Suites, because I was not required to travel but did so my boss would not have to travel, we were both Windows NT Wan Admins. 

Back to AK, I did fly over the Aleutians in '92 on my way to Tokyo, our flight was shrouded in clouds but they broke at just the right moments so I could get a peak at the wild and snowy landscape, even in late summer, down below. 

They looked so isolated and lonely, I feel for Alaskans who either need air travel or ship travel to get to the contiguous US States, with the Alaska Highway, finally fully paved, being a long alternate and seasonal route.  I left my school choir before their final Alaska tour since I had graduated, though I was still invited to sing with them my voice had changed, lol. 

Glad I did not go, they said they were eaten alive by the summer mosquitoes, big as birds, and their sleep was messed up by the midnight sun.  Latest light I was ever in was in Edson, Alberta, in 1972 when I walked a farm field at eleven at night and was woken at five AM by my hosts so they could unsuccessfully try to teach me to milk a complaining cow the next morning.  The cow probably cursed me in cow language, for like another one of our choir members that year, I had to have an emergency, and I mean emergency or die, appendectomy one month after I returned from Canada.  I guess the cow wanted to repay me for abdominal pain, there is nothing like the great tundra up north!


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