Overnight we sailed south to Ketchikan. Ketchikan sits on its own island, Revillagigedo Island, 700 miles north of Seattle, Washington, and 235 miles south of Juneau, Alaska. Strangely, Ketchikan's International Airport is located across the 1/2-mile wide Tongass Narrows channel on Gravina Island, not in the city of Ketchikan! Ketchikan records a high amount of rainfall, with an equivalent average of 149 inches, four times as much as rainy Seattle, Washington! The tourist board shrugs it off as “liquid sunshine”! We were warned ahead of time that this port would be the wettest with at least misty rain. But nothing would stop us from exploring the great area of Ketchikan!
We did have that "misty rain" but enjoyed the shops and stores lining the tourist area of Ketchikan. Ketchikan being the Salmon capital of the world there were Salmon samples everywhere and always Salmon for sale. The Salmon Market on Pier 1 cannot be missed. We got a kick out of the "Orca Corn" popcorn store signage on their store!
Totem Bright State Historical Park is a nice small park that we passed on our Duck tour of Ketchikan. It was explained that there are various totem poles in the park, never as worship centers but served to record stories and family histories, proclaim wealth and status, or honor the dead.

The city parks stay very green with the rain. However, the ball fields never have grass because playing on them, grass never gets a chance to grow. So the city has adjusted to muddy kids on ball days! These streams that flow through the city and parks will be full of Salmon 10 to 14 days from when we were there the tour guide said. The parks were radiant with their vibrant green grass and foliage.


We stopped to see and hear the story of Married Man’s Trail which goes over the river and through the woods....but not to grandma’s house! No, Married Man’s Trail was once just a muddy path along the creek that men would use to discreetly visit the working houses of prostitution along Creek Street instead of being "caught" walking in the front doors!
At the end of Married Man’s Trail at the bridge the tour stopped at the Salmon Ladder. We were about two weeks early to see the struggling salmon try to jump up the rushing waterfall and continue upstream for spawning. We're told that it’s quite a sight! The city many years ago built this Salmon Ladder to insure the spawning and migration. We had a beautiful view of Ketchikan Creek at the Fish Ladder.
Ketchikan is famous for Creek Street, another stop on our tour. Creek Street is bordered on one side by the Stedman Bridge. This antique red trestle bridge is not only picturesque, it is also where fishermen dangle their hooks in the water below and hope to hook onto a salmon and for kids climbing up to the top of the bridge to jump down into the water.
Over a century ago in 1903, this was the small mining and fishing town's red-light district but today the boardwalk street, propped up over Ketchikan Creek on wooden pilings, teams with gift shops, museums and well-preserved homes. The City Council ordered bordellos to relocate across the creek from the town site. More than thirty bawdy houses, most with one or two “working girls," lined the creek over the years. With Prohibition, some houses became speakeasies; rowboats slipped in on high tides and liquor was lifted through trap doors in bordellos floors. The city outlawed prostitution in 1953 and Creek Street became a mixed residential and commercial area. Creek Street is built along the shores of Ketchikan Creek. It was built over the water because it was simply too difficult to blast away the rocky hills surrounding the creek.

The cruise was wonderful with various buildings on shore being pointed out to us. We were able to get the ocean view of our cruise ship and the others.
And so ends our final port of the Alaska Cruise. It seems repetitive to say, but this was a another wonderful day. We didn't mind the misty rain but just enjoyed doing all that we did. All of the captioned pictures can be clicked on at this photo album link.





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