I live and write on Lingít Aaní, and gratefully acknowledge the past, present and future caretakers of this beautiful place, the Jilkaat Kwaan and Jilkoot Kwaan.

Searching is half the fun. Life is much more manageable when thought of as a scavenger hunt as opposed to a surprise party. – Jimmy Buffet

About 8am, 30 degrees, cloudy and a little breezy. Leaving Juneau on the M/V LeConte. I have no idea what the tide is doing or even exactly where I am… aside from south of Juneau somewhere–or maybe west?

I left Haines on the ferry yesterday at 4, steamed south to Juneau and arrived about 8:30. The little old LeConte was packed. Both the Haines and Skagway school volleyball teams were on board. It was snowing when I arrived at my daughter’s house about a half hour after we docked. (The driving was treacherous.) Everyone was asleep except Eliza and she was about to go to bed.  I know my way to the sewing/guest room. I had coffee ready for the morning, which made it easy to drive back to the ferry terminal at 5 am  for the next leg to Tenakee. Same boat. It would have been nice to be able to sleep on board. I took a long nap after breakfast.

I brought a sleeping bag for the solarium, and while it is open to the deck, there are heat lamps.

We arrived in Tenakee Springs about noon. (It’s  250 miles due south from Haines, pop. 110 — give or take 20? On Tenakee Inlet on Chichagof Island.)

The ferry dock was what locals call a “bees nest” of activity, the plan being that everyone unloads as fast as they can and the folks getting on pile their stuff onto the same trailer/cart which returns down the ramp to the deck, and then the ferry leaves as quickly as possible. It’s a tad stressful. No, it was very stressful since I had three kitchen cabinets, a toilet, a counter top and 58 bricks to unload. Among other things. Why? Good question. More on that later.

Right now, I’m looking forward to a dip in the hot springs, a nice meal with friends– and a good night’s sleep.