Alaskan Initiation

I always liked the idea of traveling the world…
but never had the motivation to really look into how a person would go about doing such a thing. It seemed cool to say: I’d like to backpack through a foreign country – yet I hadn’t bought a pack, or even as much as a travel guide. The opportunity to visit Alaska fell in my lap; and without any research, or much planning – I opened a new chapter in my life, and was bitten by the proverbial ‘travel bug.’

yes, there are rain forests in Alaska – and yes, I left a bit thinner :)

My sister’s boyfriend had plans to work in Juneau for the summer, (2009) to save money for the road trip to South America that they had planned to embark on later that year.

Elizabeth told me she was going to visit Brady, and invited me to tag along. Since I had a decent amount of vacation time (and no idea how I was going to use it) I quickly agreed to take the journey north. I started to get excited, and for once, had the motivation to research my destination. As to not impose on all of their time together; I made plans to leave our 49th state earlier than Elizabeth, to visit friends in Los Angeles. Ten days in Juneau, and four in LA were roughly scheduled. I dubbed the trip: Alaskafornia – and the ‘Great Adventures of Kevo’ began!

my ride

I convinced (bribed with coffee) my lovely mother to get up at 4am to drive me to the airport. Despite the fact that I was in my mid 20’s… this was the first flight I would take alone (we took a lot of road trips when I was a kid) and only the third plane trip I’d taken in my life. I was a little nervous about getting through security, and convincing the flight crew that my backpack should be considered a carry on. I left Newark, landed safely in Seattle, and soon saw that there was a flight to Juneau leaving in an hour (three hours before my scheduled connecting flight.) I found someone to talk to at the Alaska Air desk, and easily switched the final stretch of my journey to the great north. Elizabeth, her friend Meg, and Brady were all very excited to hear that I’d be arriving sooner than expected.

There are no roads into (or out of) Juneau – the only way to get there is by sea, or by air – so the final approach to the Juneau International Airport felt like landing in a different world. The green uninhabited islands, snow-capped mountains, and endless ocean took my breath away. I was nervous and excited as I exited the plane and said hello to a place I had never been before.

Downtown Juneau

I called Elizabeth to let her know that I had arrived safely; and to ask her where I should wait for them… ‘Just wait outside and we’ll find you, we’re almost there’ she said. I was no expert on airports (aren’t international ones usually pretty big?) but doubted that they’d find me that easily. I didn’t realize until I exited the terminal; that it was THE terminal… the runway I landed on was THE runway. The airport was smaller than some train stations that I’ve been in. I waited for a few minutes near some other passengers and soon saw my friends approaching in a faded blue beat up, run down very much loved minivan. I climbed into the van, and was welcomed by the group of fellow adventurers. ‘Welcome to Alaska!’ Brady said, ‘this is Woodstock.’

Elizabeth had informed me that to save more money, Brady was living in a van. He had met a few hippies (as he described them) who had acquired a house-boat, and were looking to unload the 1980-something Chrysler people mover that had been their home. They simply gave Brady the van, expecting nothing in return other than good karma. There were no backseats – only Brady’s belongings, and a cot.

Home sweet Chrysler

I was informed, as we pulled away from the airport, that we were headed to the Mendenhall Glacier to meet up with Brady’s brother and his wife, (who were also living and working in Juneau for the summer) to take their kayaks out on the glacier lake. I would be in a kayak paddling towards a 13 mile long, 200 year old block of ice within an hour of landing in the state… clearly setting the pace for the next week and a half in Alaska.

kayaking the glacier lake

There were introductions, awe inspiring views, and worried text messages from my mom and girlfriend (I forgot to let them know I landed… oops.) We went inside the glacier visitor’s center to learn a little bit about our surroundings. The Mendenhall is one of many glaciers that are part of the Juneau ice field – a 1,500 square mile area of ice that sits just north of Juneau and extends into Canada. For more info on the ice field click here.

We made our way towards the water, and launched the vessels into the lake to get a closer look at this massive piece of ice. We didn’t get right up to the glacier itself, but did kayak up to many of the icebergs that were floating in the water (I’ll refrain from any Titanic jokes as none of our boats sank.)

cool blue

We headed back to shore after landing on a sand bar and getting an awesome view of one of the many waterfalls, touching the amazing glacier ice, and having a bald Eagle swoop down a few feet over my head. We had a fantastic dinner with Brady’s family (his parents were up visiting as well) picked up some supplies from the grocery store and found the Juneau Hostel; where we would spend a few of our Alaskan nights. Day one in Alaska was one I’ll never forget… more from Alaskafornia to follow…

doors locked at midnight