Wrangell is a blue collar kind of town, that rolls up the sidewalks before 6 PM. We went to the museum that is housed in the Nolan Center, that was built in 2004. The museum features the culture, heritage and people of Wrangell. The town has about 1,900 people, and has been ruled by Tlingit, Russia, Britain, and the US. We spent a good portion of the morning looking at all the displays in the museum, until I heard that a car parked out front with South Dakota tags needed to be moved. How many SD cars do you think are here? 1. They forgot to put out their "bus only" signs, and were very apologetic. We learned all kinds of tidbits; the town was so wild that even Wyatt Earp declined being sheriff, but he did fill in for 10 days while they found a replacement.
We walked along the main street, and browsed in a couple of shops before we decided we needed lunch. We stopped in the Diamond C Cafe; clearly a local favorite. Bridget had fish and chips and I had shrimp salad, then we were bad. Dessert, we each had a piece of pie. Yum Yum. We then resumed our walking tour of the downtown area, we didn't buy much, the local economy won't get rich on us. Now, off to Petroglyph Beach,a State Historic Site, that remains a puzzle. There are ancient carvings in the rocks along the beach, that archaeologist think were carved by the Tlingit 1,000 years ago. Our next stop took us to Shakes Island, just a short wooden walkway to reach it. Dating from 1840 to 1940,are the island's Tlingit tribal house and totems. The building is on the National Register of Historic Sites.
By late afternoon we returned to the rv, Bridget has to download her pictures, so she can empty the memory card in preparation for our day tomorrow. We went to the only restaurant in town for dinner. It is my birthday today, so we celebrated by eating out twice in one day!!!!!
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