Big Canoe Group Cruises Alaska

Big Canoers from upper left: John Slim, Peter Vallone, Ruth Slim, Margo Vallone, John Willson, Ron James, Dick DeSenna, Tom Greene, Joyce DeSenna, Jayne Greene, Susan Willson, Jean James
After overnighting in Anchorage and visiting a fascinating museum that reinacted the horrors of the 1964 Good Friday earthquake, we were motorcoached to board our ship docked at Whittier. Our first real views of glaciers came at sunrise the next morning at College Fjord in Prince William Sound. Within an 8-mile stretch, five major ancient tidewater glaciers co-exist with spruce forests and majestic towering mountains. To ensure everyone experiences the full panoramic view, the ship slowly rotated from port to starboard.
Our up-close-and-personal glacier encounter occurred a day later in awesome Glacier Bay, which was initially discovered in the early 1800s when the entire bay was a solid sheet of ice. Less than 80 years later, the ice had receded over 40 cubic miles, a speculated result of seismic activity and dramatic climate change. Perhaps the concept of global warming is not peculiar to the 21st Century! A major highlight of the trip was to see and hear Muir Glacier (named for famous naturalist John Muir), a mammoth 250 foot high ice mountain “calve” building-size pieces of ice from its craggy blue-white surface. Calving is the term used for the process that births the thousands of icebergs that precariously dot the frigid waters.
Ports of call included the colorful towns of Skagway, Juneau and Ketchikan. The day we were in Juneau, Alaska was celebrating the 50th anniversary of its statehood, AND it was the day that Governor Sarah Palin’s candidacy for VP was announced. In Skagway, we were thrilled with our ride on a classic restored scenic White Pass Railroad train. It travels on the original narrow gauge tracks that ascend over 3,000 feet from sea level to the Canadian border. The breathtaking route parallels the arduous single-file trail that thousands of gold seekers were required to climb repeatedly to meet the requirement to carry 1,000 pounds of supplies on their backs to the summit before being allowed to continue for several more grueling days to seek their fortunes in the Klondike.
Our 7-day cruise ended in Vancouver, British Columbia, where Peter and I spent an additional two days exploring this beautiful city. The high point–literally–was a trip to the Capilano Suspension Bridge, originally built of hemp and cedar planks in 1889 and suspended by two men 450 feet across the 230-foot CapilanoRiver gorge. Our two sojourns across the shaking bridge were exhilarating, and well worth the vertigo rush.
The beauty and mind-blowing expanse of Alaskan tundra is awesome, and everyone agreed it’s a not-to-miss adventure. But when we returned to Atlanta and and hour later entered the gate and passed under our beloved covered wooden bridge, we thanked God that the idyllic Big Canoe mountains and community will always be home for us.
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Peter and Margo Vallone







Margo, Great reminder for Shirl & me of our trip to Alaska over 10 years ago. A wonderful place to visit (in the summer) but , we too, like the beauty of home sweet home.
Gordon
Thank you.
You did a great job describing our wonderful vacation but aren’t we fortunate to call Big Canoe “home.” It’s our little piece of heaven.
Jean and Ron James