The port of Icy Strait Point is limited to one cruise ship per day. So our stop consisted of mostly fellow tourists from aboard the Celebrity Millennium. On disembarking here, you're immediately surrounded by the tour book Alaska that as a first timer like myself, you dreamed about seeing over the years. Sort of like an episode of Alaskan Bush People. Perfect for whale watching, it wasn't long before we had a sighting not too far off shore. And I missed the bald eagle that Jackie spied in a nearby tree while she was on another path.
But we where here for the express purpose of riding what is advertised as the world's longest zip line (5,000 feet long). Zip-rider, was at the top of our list of excursions during our planning stages at home. Situated technically in the mostly Tlingit community of Hoonah, population about 800 on the nation's 5th largest island. Over 2,000 square miles with a total island human population of just over 1,000, and with some 3,000 brown bears, considered the largest concentration of bears per square mile in the world. And not just any brown bears, the second largest in Alaska next to the ones on Kodiak Island; females can reach 900 lbs while the biggest males in the neighborhood of 1500 lbs. Some come here simply to view the bears out of Hoonah.
So after signing our waivers (and lives away), we boarded a bus and began our 45 minute trek, first through downtown Hoonah (quaint), about a mile away, then up a winding gravelly road to the summit (can't remember the name), at around 1,300 feet to our zip line launching pad. But first a hilly downhill walk of several hundred yards through forests and a good number of skunk cabbage growth; hey, didn't our driver/guide mention skunk cabbage as a favorite for brown bears after coming out of hibernation? The bus load of us stayed pretty close together. Then finally our destination came into view without any bear confrontations.
Jackie and I were among the first 6 to ride, and you sit in a seat not just hang there. The reason for the name Zip-rider. So I sat while one of the assistants made sure I was securely strapped in. They also supply us eyeglass wearers with goggles, so no need to tuck them away somewhere; my goggles pressed heavily on the right side, even after several attempts to adjust them by my helper and myself. "Oh well, I'll just hold it out on that side". Hence my right hand up that you see in both photos.
And after everyone was securely fastened, the countdown began and away we went like bats out of hell! Whoosh!!! Green trees all around and beneath us, I'd say at least 150 feet beneath us! Superman the Ride at Six Flags Magic Mountain has nothing on this baby! "Speeds up to 65 MPH" ? Takeoff was 65 in my book. One bold lady clutched her cellphone to record the whole thing; I wasn't about to risk my iPhone 8 nor my Nikon. And after about 90 seconds, the most thrilling ride of my life was almost over. I say almost because it seemed like I would fly right past the swiftly approaching landing platform. BRAKES!!! And abruptly, but rather smoothly, we all came to a complete stop.
My first zip line experience, Jackie's second; she rode for the first time last year at a women's cancer survivors camp in the San Bernardino Mtns. last year. But in her own words "it was nothing like this".
Heading back to the Millennium we were ready for a buffet lunch. And later at dinner time, out of our assigned nightly window seats, we experienced a rather close humpback whale sighting as we sailed away to our next port with fond memories of Icy Strait Point. read more