We docked in Sitka just as breakfast was ending. Sitka is the 4th largest city in
Alaska –using the term “city” loosely, since it only 9000 has inhabitants. It is not reachable by road – although the
locals do brag that they have 14 miles of road on Sitka- but only by boat, car
ferry and plane. For such a small place,
it has a lot of history, due to its location on the pacific coast,
protected by a bay forming a calm harbor.
It is closer to Russia than to the lower 48 states. Also, it is really pretty – but that’s not
why its history is so rife with battles and conflicts. The reason for that is both location (see
previous sentence) and waters full of sea otters: Sea otters are these
adorable creatures who have the bad luck of having the densest fur of any
animal.
We will get back to the complicated history later, but let’s start with the wild life first.
We took a local boat to navigate around the rocky bay. As we floated along the coast, made up of a lot of small islands (even smaller than the main one where Sitka sits – not road at all there, and no utilities), we noticed a lot of very pretty houses ,
and also people camping near one of the beaches. People here like isolation…..
There is a dormant volcano right across the bay , which
was clearly visible today – apparently a rare treat, because it rains over
200days/year. The area gets between 8
and 10 feet of rain/year, which explains the fact that the Tsongass forest is a temperate rain forest.
The Russians killed about 175,000 sea otters while they were here, bringing them close to extinction. But they are now thriving, which is good, because they are an important part of the entire ecosystem: they eat almost exclusively sea urchins. Without them, the urchins eat all the kelp everywhere, and the kelp is critical to keeping the rest of the flora and fauna balanced.
As we were going along the coast, we could not help noticing
that there are a lot of dead trees in the forest. These are yellow cedars, which are becoming
extinct due to climate change: It does
not snow nearly as much in this area as it used to. So in the coldest part of the winter, the
roots do not have the benefit of a blanket of snow to isolate them, and they
freeze and die. Yellow cedar may become extinct
in this part of the world very soon…
We were grateful for our knowledgeable local captain,
because this part of the coast is very ragged.
Just next to the boat, almost impossible to see, was this outcrop of
rocks – thank goodness, the seagulls made it quite obvious.
But we got to see them dive, and see the specific tail markings- just like finger prints- on every whale.
We docked in the town itself, and walked around, learning
about the history, and enjoying the rain forest:
The main reason the
Russians invaded in 1802 (really annoying the native Klinkits) was to get the sea
otter fur, which carried a very lofty price, particularly in China. The natives managed to push back the Russians
in 1802, but the Russians tried again in 1804 and won.
For a while (until the entire territory was
sold by Russia to the united states in 1867, for $6 millions), Sistka was the
Russian capital for the entire territory (note:
Alaska was not the Russian's to sell, because it was not theirs. There were a lot of people here before the
Russians showed up, but let’s not get started about the wrongs of colonialism……). Anyway, the Russians built an Orthodox Cathedral, which is still standing (although the roof had to be replaced after a fire in 1964), and converted a lot of the native population – indeed, the elderly deacon who gave the tour today clearly was of Klinkit ancestry.
All the icons and ornaments were
made in Russia and imported in the early 19th century. It’s a cool place….
The stores in town – although touristy- still display a
lot of the Russian ancestry.
After that, I stopped by for some great chowder at a local
spot,
admired the harbor and it’s
flowers and continued on to the Sitka National forest center – which has a great combinations of
easy walk through the forest, native culture and artifacts, and history.
On the way, I could not resist the local version of
a lemonade stand: local kids selling
cups of Salmon Berries (local berries) for $1.
The berries were mediocre, but the kids were adorable.
Totems, which were acquired from all around Southern Alaska, are displayed along the path.
The story they tell are lost to time, but I can’t help
but think that the top of this one looks like St Nick – and important Russian
Saint – so we may be seeing evidence of the merging of the cultures.
A lot of them are topped with raven’s head, which are very important symbols of the native culture..
There are two memorial plaques, commemorating both the natives and the
Russians who died in 1804 are placed at both ends of the trail. These were dedicated in 1999 in a joint
ceremony between Russia and the Klinkits, and honor those who died on both
sides. I think that’s a nice gesture.
We are now on our way to Juneau, which will should reach
tomorrow around noon.
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