Here are Pat and I standing on the surface of a glacier outside of Ketchican.  No, I did not pilot the helicopter, I sat in the back trying to see the sights while Pat cowered (she's afraid of heights) in the front seat, clutching the grab handle and the lady next to her.  She said she really did enjoy the ride, even if she wouldn't let go with both hands to take good pictures.

This is the tiny ship on which we were forced to spend seven days and nights.  Really a hardship week.  Aside from worrying about gaining several kilos from the wonderful food on board, there was nothing to fret about.  Great service, fabulous scenery, good companions, and plenty of time to enjoy all of them.  If you ever get a chance to take a cruise on the Inside Passage to Alaska, do it.