Thursday, August 27, 1992 - Juneau, AK

It's sure easy to tell the locals from the tourists around here. The tourists are bundled up in longjohns, wool sweaters, long pants, and heavy jackets. The locals stroll around in shorts and T-shirts. Hey, it's summer!
Went to the Juneau Museum and got the brochure we should have had two days ago. It explains all the junk we saw at the old Treadwell Mine.
Rode the bus out to the trail on the west side of Mendenhall Glacier. Walked to the end of the trail. Had a fabulous view of the glacier. We thought we'd be able to walk on the glacier itself, but we were way above it.
Returned to Juneau and ate a delicious salmon dinner at the Fiddlehead.
The ferries run at all sorts of weird times. Our ferry back to Ketchikan leaves at -- ugh -- 3:45 a.m. The shuttle bus will pick us up at 1:30, so we're going to sit in the hostel living room until then. As soon as we get on the ferry, we'll stretch out our sleeping bags and sleep.