Icy Strait - Day 10

Icy Strait is a private island owned by the cruise ships companies.  It's essentially yet another shopping opportunity.  The island doesn't have a pier as the other stops do; rather ship tenders bring us in from a deep(er) water anchorage.  It's about a mile or less from the ship to the dock.  Here are views of the island from the ship:

The principal hillside has been completely de-forested.

The tenders are part of the Summit lifeboat armada and are catamaran-hulled motor launches with a capacity of 150 passengers each:

The town/area is pretty much a manufactured tourist facility with the same kind of shops we've seen all along; it is well done, though:

There's a fish cannery museum; one of the exhibits was a fish processing machine called an Iron Chink.  Pretty cool for its day:

In Juneau Gael had purchased her "cure-my-disappointment-about-not-landing-on-the-glacier-with-an-extravagant-purchase" gift in a shop called "Fire and Ice".  I neglected to take a photo of it there; turns out they had a similar but smaller version in the "Fire and Ice" shop here so I did get a photo.

The young lady in the shop was the same one from whom we'd purchased our pot in Juneau.  It's typical in Alaska to take a bush plane between towns; she works some days in Juneau, others in Icy Strait Point:

Of course there was the ubiquitous "bear carved from a single tree trunk" there to pose with:

Here's the view of the ship from the dock:

Every time we're off the ship and look back at it we're amazed at how big it is.  Three+ football-fields long..

Dinner was excellent as always (and we were very pretty):

Tomorrow: Ketchikan!