Monday, June 26, 1995
Loaded up the Ford one last time for the three hour drive to Seward. This
is one of the most beautiful drives
I have ever taken. For the first hour
or so the road winds along the Turnagain Arm (named for all the explorers
who thought it was a river and had to turn around when they discovered it
wasn't). The inlet experiences 33 foot tides, one of the largest in the
world. The tide often rushes back in as a wall of water up to 10 feet
high. This phenomena is known as a bore tide. People venturing out on the
mud flats during low tide can perish when caught unaware. According to one
of our favorite signs, "Even strong swimmers such as moose have been known
to perish in a bore tide."
By 3:00pm we reached Seward, a small port town. I returned the Ford. I spent some time writing a lengthy letter complaining about the temperature gauge -- it occasionally showed the car was overheating. Slamming the dash until my knuckles were raw would usually fix the problem. Still it was a bit disconcerting the first time it happened since we were 100 miles from nowhere (and about 50 miles from Anchorage) on the George Parks Highway. Hertz gave me $52 off the total rental bill. Not bad for a few scraped knuckles.
We ate dinner (which was open seating because of the late arrivals) then attended the "Welcome Aboard" briefing and show. The midnight buffet usually was held at 11:45pm on the Crown Dynasty. We attended anyhow. The early time was probably to accommodate the elderly crowd. We were easily the youngest people on the ship who weren't accompanied by their parents (or grandparents). We retired to our cabins after playing a quick game of spades. Animals seen:
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