Hyder, Alaska. The ‘Friendliest Ghost Town in Alaska’

The drive from British Columbia to Hyder, Alaska is breathtaking. (Get used to that word, because most posts about the Alaska trip will be full of words very much like that.)


The roads aren’t that wide and sometimes you have to share them with rock overhangs. But Hyder is the only community in southern Alaska accessible by road, so you take what you can get. The greenery on the ocean side of the mountains is lush and plentiful, because it’s located in the northern part of the Pacific coast known as the ‘Temperate Rainforest’. They get LOTS of rain – around 93 inches per year. Of course, in Hyder, it isn’t all rain, they also get large amounts of snow in winter, about 40 inches.

The result is that the mountains are snow-covered, even in July, and that glaciers are peeking out of valleys all over the place! It also means that you pass road signs stating that it’s a year-round avalanche zone, like the one below. (Please excuse the shadow in the windshield, it’s the granddaughter’s Flat Stanley who made the trip with us.)


Hyder is a little community located at the end of the Portland Canal – a 70 mile long fjord forming a part of the border between the U.S. and Canada. (On the other side of the fjord is Stewart, BC.)


In the 2010 census, the population of Hyder was 87 souls. And unless you are a National Park Ranger or postman, you make your living from tourism.


These kids were setting up as our caravan arrived in town, selling very delicious baked goods, painted rocks and produce. And they were totally adorable little businessmen, proudly announcing which of them had baked which pastry and cleverly upselling the whole time. I can highly recommend the cupcakes.

That’s enough for now, next post – more Hyder!





We’re NOT dead! Rumors notwithstanding.

We have been in the wilderness, and the wilderness does not have the modern conveniences we have become accustomed to in our urban and suburban lives.  The peace and quiet were awesome, but we missed our family and friends. Our only contact with modern life was Sirius/XM radio, which was still accessible even 70 miles south of the Arctic Circle.  We’re home a little earlier than expected because Washington, Oregon and Montana all had wildfires that blocked our planned return route. You’ll have to stay tuned to find out where we did end up.

Now that we’re in the land of real Wi-Fi and cellphone towers, I am going to upgrade this WordPress account to one that will permit me to post the photos right in the blog instead of over on Instagram. (Of course, they will still be posted in Instagram and Fb, you can’t escape that easily) It’s possible that the address for the new version will be just 2oldchicksrv.com, but apparently I won’t know until after I do it.  Meanwhile, the folks over at Bearaboo.com were in the same RV caravan as we were, and Mark’s camera is much better than mine, so go and take a look while you wait for me to get my act together!

More very soon, I promise.