The cruise ended in the tiny town of Seward. We didn't see much of it as we woke up at the crack of down to board a touristic train. The trip was a little longer than by bus, but the landscape far more interesting, especilly thanks to the plexiglass wall that replaced the usual roof. It's in fact the first time I'm in a passenger train in the US, while also for visitors the train tracks have a real use in this area.
We went by tiny villages where the car driver's school was replaced by the planes.
We went into the wilder region, after a pass we were in grizzly country, or brown bears as they call it too. We did not see one. However we did see traces of humans, among other things a campsite of people working along the railroad track and sleeping in tents... You would not have left me there for anything!
From time to time the train followed a curve and we could see the other wagons.
Our guide/waiter always announced upcoming glaciers as well as the best time to take a picture of it.
At times the light was a little surreal.
But still the glaciers were there as far as the eye could see.
After grizzli country, we entered a flatter area and started following an inlet. Several marshes surrounded the train track. That is when we saw the most surprising glacier. A glacier in the shape of an interoggation point. Sadly, Alaska has seen it glacier shrinking this past years. This was almost seemed to ask us: "How long will I be there?"
Knik Arm. We were told that belugas go up on it to hunt. I would have loved to see them.
The marshes. If I remember correctly the dead trees from a major earthquake that changed the level of the ground.
We went along Kirk Arm for a while, and along the road again too. As a joke from Alaska, while we saw no bears in grizzly country, once we got by the four lane road, we raised our head to see a black bear right above it. We also saw several bald eagles.
Once in Anchorage, we were able to see Mt McKinley, the highest summit in the USA over on the horizon.
The train left us at the airport. We got our suitcases back and registered them since our flight was that afternoon. The family said their goodbyes and took a taxi as they were spending the night in town. The weather was suddenly beautiful, so we took a walk in the airport's surroundings and found a little lake that turns out to be one of the biggest hydroplanes airport. We even entered a plane museum by accident (as we didn't see the sign on the back gate). A breath of fresh air before getting locked up in the planes.
On the way back to the airport we encountered this funny fellow, a stoat (also know as short-tailed weasel) that seemed to live under the cement blocks and looked at us with curiosity.
I also have to share with you this sign which is a good reminder that we were in Alaska:Absolutely no snow storage. It could be funny to have in front of our house.
Our last sight of Alaska: the fjord we had just followed with the train while we were heading back to the "lower 48".