This morning I was like, “Wait, we’re going to be on a train for FOUR HOURS?” First of all, this may have actually been my first time on a passenger train; I’ve somehow managed to avoid DART and DCTA this whole time. The train ride was insanely cool. This was the first day of our trip that wasn’t bright and sunny, but the creepy fog was perfect for this trip. For the most part, the train stayed on the edge of a steep drop down a deep valley. Across the valley, mountains rose up and vanished into low clouds.
The lake here behind Cameron is long and skinny for a good distance, and the train rode right alongside it for miles. That whole trip, we only saw one boat on it. The Yukon Territory is barely inhabited.
At one point, the train stopped at a little ghost town where we could get off and wander around. After a bit of a hike we found this overlook, where I forced cameron to pose while I took 72 pictures of him and his surroundings for this shot. Gotta love those Brenizers, right?
To Emily’s benefit, we made it back to the ship just in time to see some husky puppies on the ship. They did a little pet-the-dogs thing for people who stayed on the ship during our stop. Emily knocked those losers out of the way and snuggled a puppy as hard as she could. All was good.