I got to check out Whittier with the rest of the wilderness staff the other weekend. It was fun. It’s a small fishing town on Prince William Sound that you can only get to by tunnel–apparently the longest tunnel that serves for both vehicle and train traffic in North America, if I’m remembering correctly. Most everybody in town lives in one apartment complex, too. It’s very picturesque, and very remote at the same time.
There’s an old abandoned building there, the Buckner building, that we walked around outside of for a bit. The windows are all broken out, and it’s fairly well dilapidated and covered with graffiti (some of it was interesting, like one Kierkegaard quote I took a picture of)–a perfect setting for a spooky murder mystery scene or something. Apparently someone else thought the same because we ran into a middle-schooler who said she and some others were filming something like that inside. I brought my boots and headlamp, but we were deterred from exploring the building’s innards ourselves by some freshly painted “No Trespassing” signs; but it’s supposed to be pretty cool in there, with water on the ground floors and such.
Instead of going in the building, however, we went in an underground tunnel under the train tracks. We also hiked up to where we could see Portage Glacier on one side, and look out over part of Prince William Sound, holding a tour ship and fishing boats, on the other.
I also bought a pair of gold-colored whale-tail earrings…partly because I just liked them, partly because they made me think of my grandmother’s rather eclectic earring collection and I’m seeking to imitate her style in that department, partly because I got some other really cool earrings in Homer last summer that I’ve worn all year and I wanted to make a similar purchase this summer…and, yes, partly in honor of Humphrey. That was probably WAY more about my earrings than you ever wanted or needed to know.
Whittier was cool to see, but I’m glad I don’t live there.