For our next excursion we could have taken the easy way up on the tram, but we chose the cheaper, more scenic route, four miles zig-zagging up a mountain. And back down.
We also visited an abandoned gold mine and the quaint little St. Nicholas Russian Orthodox church. I always read the historical markers (history geek, I know) and what was fascinating about this church is that the priests learned to speak the native language and had the scriptures translated into the local Tlingit dialect. As a result, many of the Tlingit people were baptized and attended worship services.