Skagway was cruise ship haven, with thousands of people invading the streets to lick ice cream while meandering along the main drag from one overpriced store to another. Fortunately, I discovered Lower Dewey Lake trail behind the town, otherwise I might have gone crazy.
I escaped up the hill to a pristine lake where only a few of the hoards ventured. The hike was one of the most beautiful I’d ever taken, past crystal clear water, through beautiful boulders and colourful wildflowers. Even better, there was silence.