Juneau 1979

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This is the Gold Creek area behind the city.

Looking the other way you can see the channel and the low clouds.

This is a typical view of Juneau from Mount Juneau. The mountain is in the clouds more often than not. The clouds got lower and thicker as I was there. At times I had only a few meters of visibility. It took me a while to find may way to get down below the clouds.

Mount Juneau may be in the clouds but there is enough light for some small flowers.

The vegetation here reminds me of tundra.

Lower down the vegetation is quite different and very dense.

A view of the city on the way down. You can just see the gravel road the leads from the city to the mining museum. That road also leads to this and many other great trails.

Gold Creek as seen on the way down.

The mining museum. Just a small collection of mine buildings that are still standing, but I like it.

Men road into the mine in these cars. They are very low. It is probably pretty tight inside.

The trains were moved by electric motors.

This museum building has a bunch of mine artifacts including detailed maps of the mine tunnels. The center piece of this building is the huge electric motor that turns a huge air compressor via a system of ropes.

This is an impressive piece of equipment.

I went on an overnight hike up Spalding Trail with Ben--one of the grad students I lived with. On the way up there is this area that is a large collection of little pools that cascade from one to the other.

In places the trail is very wet.

A large piece of the trail is "corduroy"--may logs laid across the trail close together.

More little pools cascading from one to the other.

I did a second overnight hike with Ben. This time at Peterson Creek. It was a short hike with meadows full of interesting plants.

Green and wildflowers everywhere.

I believe these are skunk cabbage.

A great place to spend the night.

One evening I went on an evening walk/fishing trip with one of the grad students I was living with and one of his friends.

©Ralph Hill