Alaska - Day 2: Kena
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What sticks out most from this day was meeting Kena. She would become an integral part of our trip.
Aaron and I left
It was a misty, overcast day but that didn’t stop us from starting the exploration of the
We first stopped at Byron Glacier and hiked up to the Glacier wall.
Aaron and I drove to Seward. It was about 2 hours south of the glacier, and the prunes from the grocery store were starting to have their affect on us. We stopped at the hostel right on the main drag coming into town (
The satellite building is a small, two-story unmarked building with a breeze-way where you’re supposed to take off your shoes. It’s a custom in
She described her trip thus far. She had been in Katmai up until then with a friend. She went on for about 10 minutes about the grizzlies at Katmai and how they were all over; babies, males, females, all interacting with one another. She said grizzlies would just walk on by you as you strolled down the paths. Aaron and I couldn’t believe what we were hearing and seeing. As Kena described the bears she would jump on the couch (to accentuate height), touch her toes (to show how the bears looked bending over the river for fish), or display an imaginary gash on her hip (one bear had a large hanging piece of skin from a past fight).
Aaron and I decided to stay there that night.
Later on we found ourselves at the Yukon Bar down the street. Kena said she was meeting a new friend, Kelly, she had met in town who had given her a massage earlier that day, and she asked us if we’d like to join her. An Alaskan guitar/song-writer legend named Hobo Jim (www.hobojim.com) was playing and the crowd was very lively as he played popular covers mixed in with jokes and his own works.
The crowd consisted of Aussies, hostellers, and locals. About 75 people filled the » 400 sq. ft. bar. Dollar bills littered the ceilings and walls. The two bartenders were rushing around like puffins with their heads cut off. The pool table in the back near us was unused all night due to the talent of Hobo Jim to keep the crowd’s attention. Smoke filled the air as if there was no smoking ban controversy going on in nearby
As approached there was talk from the other hostellers about going to The Pit which stays open until . It was about 5 miles up the road and no one wanted to drive. So we said our goodbyes and we headed back to the hostel. And thanks to Kena who reminded me to drink lots of water prior to hitting the hay!