Again, the routine was, depart Juneau in the early evening and “at sea” during the night. This allowed us to take nice advantage of the part of the on-ship amenities that most interested me. I didn’t see an Alaska cruise as being about lolling about the pools and playing shuffleboard on the deck. The on-ship meals were surprising. Good to excellent. The buffet was, well, a buffet. What can you say. Great for breakfast. Unremarkable food otherwise. But the dining rooms were another story. The meals were well-prepared, fresh, and in almost all cases, delicious. We opted for the traditional, second seating and on all but one evening, shared our table with a delightful foursome from England. A brother and sister and respective spouses, they had flown from London to Calgary, and take a train from Calgary to Vancouver. I need to do that some day. They were seasoned cruisers and gave us some great thoughts for our future planned Mediterranean cruise. We also had some fun discussing “football.” I am typing this as I watch the U.S. play England in the World Cup (even though it will be posted much later) and I cannot help but fondly think of our dinners with them. John, Jean, Sue and Richard, I hope you are all well.
By this time, it was getting light by 3:30 a.m., and I was out on the balcony making images at about that time, and off and on as we came into port in Skagway.