Culture Running in the Alaskan Wilderness Editor-in-Chief Jessie Sebor made her way to Alaska to participate in the Klondike Relay! September 11, 2014 Jessica Sebor Share this Facebook Icon Twitter Icon Email Icon Join Women's Running Create a personalized feed and bookmark your favorites. Join for free Already have an account? Sign In Join Women's Running Create a personalized feed and bookmark your favorites. Join for free Already have an account? Sign In Please ignore me and check that water color. Unreal. This weekend, I headed north to compete in the Klondike Relay. The relay, which starts in a little town called Skagway, requires a stop over in Juneau. Alaska’s capital city looks a little something like this. A shakeout pre-race trail run included porcupines at the turnaround. I was thrilled but terrified (porcupines remained unphased) One more for good measure. Fun fact: Juneau has no roads in or out. To head to Skagway, we hopped on this guy for a 7-hour ferry ride. Half of our team, lunching it up. In Alaska, ship cafeterias serve salmon burgers (natch). Please ignore me and check that water color. Unreal. This pretty much sums it up. Welcome, to Skagway! Winter population: 500. A former goldrush town, Skagway used to be home to 200 brothels. Relax. She’s just an actress, guys! The Red Onion is now a museum/restaurant. 18th-century currency. Like Bitcoin (but less stable). At 6 PM, our first leg, Kristan, was all smiles and ready to run her 8-mile leg. The rest of the team hopped in an RV and blissed out to this view. Keep climbing! See you later, Merica. The relay crosses over the Canadian border into the Yukon Territory. Running and RVing through the night. Can you spot the sleeping teammate? Sunrise on our way to Whitehorse. A little rain didn’t slow our eighth leg down. A tough quiz: Why is this called Emerald Lake? After 175km, our final runner crosses the finish. Go Sarah! Goodbye, Skagway. It’s been beautiful. Our final Alaskan treat: Sea otters to see us off on the ferry home.