Marijuana Tourism In Alaska: My Northern Adventure
I have been to a lot of different places throughout the U.S. and Canada, but Alaska was never too high on my list of places to go. It is snowy, cold, and way out in the middle of nowhere as far as I am concerned. That all changed with the advent of marijuana tourism in Alaska which may or may not have tipped the scale in favor of a long plane ride to the north. With the state being a little sparsely populated, I had to carefully plan my trip as you will see.
Wheels Down In Anchorage
While I was tempted to go to Juneau, I opted to go to the biggest city in Alaska: Anchorage. The flight out there took a little while, but I was too busy looking up interesting stuff about Alaska and planning some of my spare time for the trip. It wasn’t too long and we were wheels down at the Ted Steven’s Airport, and I wanted some places to go.
First stop for me, though, was a little place that was called Alaska Fireweed, a dispensary that was suggested to me because it was the first place that was in Anchorage that could legally sell actual weed instead of just pens and edibles. I am all about places that make history, so I took cab and I went.
To The Dispensary!
First things first, this was a dispensary that felt like a regular smoke shop. It’s not one of those ultra-polished places; it feels really relaxed. I was pretty impressed with the stuff they had in terms of pre-rolls and loose weed. So, I went with some of their Kumbo Kush that is grown right there in Alaska along with a couple edibles. I was tempted to get some of their wearable gear but I decided not to. I have been kicking myself about that ever since.
I was so excited that I completely forgot to get rolling papers until I was fifteen minutes away, so I asked the taxi driver, Matt (best guy ever), to take a quick turn into another place called AK Frost dispensary. Needless to say, I was kind of amazed to see so many dispensaries so close together, but I was able to go in there and get some papers and a vape cartridge.
From there, I went to my AirBnB that was very 420 friendly and got ready for my first stop: dinner. Side note: it is so funny how they have signs all over the place in this city about where you can smoke and where you can’t smoke. I don’t think anyone plans on sparking one right next to a police station, fellas.
Hanging Out At The Crow’s Nest
I expected the views to be beautiful in Anchorage, but I had no idea what I was expecting when I sat down to eat at The Crow’s Nest. The bar has a view of the Knik River and snowcapped mountains.
Maybe it was the Kumbo Kush I had beforehand, but I was awestruck at the rustic restaurant. The waitress had to keep pulling my attention to her to ask me what I wanted to eat. I ended up getting King Crab Legs because I may or may not be a huge fan of a certain fishing show about crabbers.
While I did not ask the waitress if the crab were caught out in the Bering Sea, I definitely spilled butter all over the table. The food was fresh and tasty, the atmosphere was incredible, and my trip to Alaska was going better than I ever thought possible. I called my cab to take me back to my AirBnb, and got some rest for the second day of the trip.
The Coolest Train Ride
Alright, so I woke up the next morning and packed for the next leg of the journey. If I was going to go all the way to Alaska, I was gonna see some cool stuff that you only see on postcards. I took a few nibbles (a big bite, whatever!) of an edible so I could get that same feeling of wonder when I walked out the door that I had over at The Crow’s Nest.
I boarded a train from Anchorage all the way out to Whittier which is close to the Prince William Sound. It was a good thing that I didn’t bring any of my supplies along because you pretty much immediately go onto federal grounds and that’s bad news. Anyways, the train ride is magical because you go right through a wildlife reserve so you get to see mountains and marshes and all kinds of critters off in the distance. I saw a black bear get pretty close to the road that runs to Whittier as well, which was about as close as my stoned mind wanted to get to any bear.
The train ride was basically a tour because people on the train could tell you so much about everything that was out there in the wilderness and what people had done to help the wild lands develop. It was really cool to learn about, and I definitely paid more attention on the return trip. So the train trip was good, and it lets you off right near the docks which was great because my edible was really working overtime in the best way.
Whale, Whale, Whale, What Have We Here?
I got off the train near the docks and almost immediately boarded the sightseeing cruise that I had been so excited to take since I landed. The Whittier Glacier Cruise takes you throughout Prince William Sound to 26 different glaciers while letting you see all the wildlife that inhabits the area.
I stopped counting glaciers after the first few, but I was taking pictures of everything and looking out into the water to see how many little critters I could find. The glaciers were awesome because there is nothing cooler (pun intended) than seeing ice the size of buildings. The boat even scoops up some chunks of ice so you can touch it.
Along the journey I got to see an otter raft of about 20 of the little guys holding on for dear life as they floated through a narrower part of the sound. I lost count of the moose that I saw on along the coasts because there was what looked like a herd of them just travelling together. The best part was I got to see some good old-fashioned Bald Eagles, something most of us Americans never get to see. The first one I saw dove in and snatched up a full grown mallard right out of the water by the ship. Being a little buzzed still, I managed to yell some very choice expletives as it took off with its dinner. All in all, the boat trip to the glaciers was an absolutely incredible. There is no way for me to express the beauty of Alaska’s wilderness in words, but you have never seen such incredible natural views until you’ve come out here.
Heading Back To The City
I took the same train back to Anchorage. I did not get to see too much since it was getting darker, but I learned a lot about the history of the Prince William Sound and Anchorage. As someone who has lived near ports most of my life, you never really realize how crucial they are for cities to survive, especially in remote parts of the world.
I set foot back in Anchorage and decided to go out and find a nice bar to end the night. I made my way back to my room, took a few drags off a joint, and ventured out to see the night life in the area. I wanted to go to someplace a little less fancy than the Crow’s Nest, but I ended up close by at Simon and Seafort’s, a nice grill and saloon place on the edge of the Elderberry Park and river coast. Aside from a great sunset view, I managed to get some great drinks like their signature Elderflower Greyhound and home style foods that made me want to stay and try everything on the menu.
While this was just a sampling of the trip, I definitely spent time hiking around the nature preserves and parks that blend seamlessly into Anchorage. I won’t sugarcoat it: I hated leaving Alaska when my trip was finished. The city and nature were incredible, and there was so much to do when I was there. I won’t lie and say that the legal weed wasn’t a reason to go there in the first place, but the state is definitely a lot more than that.
Overall, I can definitely see why marijuana tourism in Alaska is starting to grow because not only do you get access to some really good weed, edibles, and tincture, but you get to see things you simply can’t see anywhere else. I got up close and personal with nature and managed to see animals like moose and eagles that I won’t get to see until I go back. While I would like to go during winter, I was slightly advised against it, so for now I will stick to summers up in the snowy north.