Back in the world, now, back from vacation. Vacation was a combination birthday present-slash-eighteen-year delayed honeymoon for myself and Jennifer. We flew to Anchorage with Nunzio and Christie, then took the Sapphire Princess from Whittier down to Vancouver, a journey of some seven days of cold, rain, damp, and spectacular scenery.
I suck at vacations. I find it next to impossible not to work. I inevitably end up in a corner with the laptop, telling others to go on without me, as if I’m bleeding from some terminal bullet wound while shells are exploding all around us in Verdun. Seriously.
For a variety of reasons, most of them beginning and ending with the concerted efforts of my bride, that was not the case this time, and – despite coming down with a rather nasty cold just before the half-way mark of the trip – I think I actually, uh…vacated. Which was remarkably pleasant, once I got past the whole “must check email must finish script must keep editors happy” panic. Far as that goes, I suspect this was a once-in-a-lifetime trip for all of us, and for that reason alone, well worth it.
I was in Alaska last year for Bouchercon (which will be in Baltimore this year, by the way, beginning on the 9th of October, and which I will be attending). As it was on the last trip, the scenery left me in perpetual awe. I am not a city boy, though I suppose I can’t claim to be a country boy, either. But growing up with a father who, to this day, thinks a good time is walking in the woods and mountains for eight hours at a time did instill me with a certain familiarity with nature, as well as an appreciation of the same. I have hiked Big Sur, camped in Yosemite, nearly started a forest fire in the Sierras. I am not a stranger to spectacular scenery. But seeing Alaska from the water, as we did, was something else, and that, alone, recommends the trip.
My photography skills do not deserve a “z,” but me and my digital camera did our best all the same. Below the cut are some shots from the trip, almost all of them taken in Glacier Bay National Park. What the camera absolutely fails to capture is the sense of scale, the enormity of it all, the ice and the water and, even aboard a cruise ship, the tremendous stillness and silence.
Feel free to take a look.