27 July 2026
Ketchikan has two options for mooring. Larger ships can't get downtown, so they tie up a few miles out of town in Ward Cove and passengers take a complimentary shuttle bus in to town. There are berths for 4 "regular" size ships in Ketchikan proper. Ovation is on the larger size, so we were shuttled. After you exit the pier you weave your way through a massive gift shop, fashioned from a former pulp mill warehouse. I'd suggest delaying any souvenir purchases until your return, otherwise you'll be carrying them around all day.The buses we rode were sanitary and in good repair (this is Alaska, so there's lots of dirt and mud, depending upon the weather - so I address sanitation instead of cleanliness.) The drivers do a nice job of providing narration, pointing out various items of interest along the way, such as one of the world's smallest WalMarts and the airport that you have to take a ferry to.
The drop-off area is at the middle of the waterfront, and there are ample shopping opportunities in the immediate vicinity. If you walk to Creek Street or up to the salmon ladder you'll pass many other places, from t-shirt shops to local artisans, as well as several totem poles. Our first destination was the salmon ladder, which had plenty of salmon at the bottom, and several salmon working their way up the waterfall, but surprisingly few salmon in the ladder itself. After watching for a while, and trying to capture video of fish jumping upstream, we went in search of yarn, fabric, and books (a recurring theme throughout the rest of our journey!) We located the yarn shop not far downstream from the salmon ladder, and despite the threat of rain (we are in Alaska, after all) Jeff and I remained outside while the ladies perused the store. Jeff walked back over to the river, where a sea lion was on the prowl for spawning salmon, and witnessed a lady bump into someone, launching their cell phone into the river. A disturbing image, to be sure, and inspiration for me to investigate phone leashes to avoid suffering a similar fate in the future.After procuring a few items in the yarn store, and a couple of books for grandchildren in the adjacent book shop, we set off in search of lunch. Of all the restaurant names imaginable, we were looking for the NY Bistro - in a small Alaskan town. We passed Creek Street (which was the social hub of the town in the early days, in every respect imaginable) and there it was - on the ground floor of the appropriately (but equally confusing) named New York Hotel. After entering the doors the name of the establishment felt more natural. Aside from the view of the street you could have easily been sitting in a Manhattan restaurant. It would be reasonable to characterize the space as "snug" - room to move, but not by much. Service was efficient, the menu varied, but not as flexible as on the "mainland" - most of Alaska is burdened with supply chain challenges, especially the smaller, more remote, towns. They tend to do an excellent job with what they have, but often work with a narrow focus. The highlight of the meal was the fish & chips. This was a dish sampled throughout our trip, and the dish from the NY Bistro won, hands-down. I can also give strong endorsements to the salmon cakes and the chowder - both were very well done. After lunch we stopped off for a few t-shirts on the way back to the shuttle.When we arrived at the shuttle drop-off we were directed to the end of the line, approximately 400 yards back in the direction we had just walked. When members of your party have mobility issues this is information that would have been nice to have earlier in the process. How do you know where the line begins if there's no indication that the line even exists? Signage would have been an excellent and affordable solution to prevent mass inconvenience.
When we returned to the ship we were a bit weary from a day filled with walking. We opted for dinner at Giovanni's in order to eat earlier and get to bed for our early wake-up in Sitka for our wildlife/whale watching excursion.
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