Monday, June 25, 2012

Homer - lands end

 We got back from the Deshka on Thursday afternoon and Amanda had to rush off to work.  She said lets head to Homer and go camping.  Homer is 270 miles away but we had never been there so we were excited.  I was packing up the truck around 10pm and locked myself out of the house.  Knowing Amanda would be home much later, and my phone and keys laughing at me from inside the house...I climbed into the front seat of the truck and fell asleep.  At 2am when Amanda came home she could not find me and was worried, not until she was walking around the house did she notice I was asleep in the truck.
I went to work on Friday and Amanda met me in Anchorage at 5pm, with the dog and the truck packed.  We headed down the road to the Turnagain Arm Pit BBQ.
What a nice night to drive after some ribs and a beer.
Kenai River
At the same exact time we both shout "BEAR"  we pulled over and watched this mother gizzly and 2 young one on the side of the Kenai River.  This is the first Grizzly we have seen.  


 Heading south along Cook Inlet looking west
 That is the Homer Spit, it is a beach that extends into the bay.
 What a great night to camp.  Everyone was super friendly.  Lots of hippies and Russians.
Our campsite on the spit
Homer has a lot of little galleries and eateries 
 Homer is also the Halibut capital of the world.  We have a charter booked for July 3rd (not out of Homer) with high hopes of landing a 100+ lbs Halibut
 These are knives made out of old saw blades
The Salty Dawg is the most iconic landmark in Homer.  Built in the late 1800's this building has been a shcool, post office and for the last 60 years a bar.  

 The inside of the Salty Dawg the walls are covered in dollar bills

 Lots of hippy artists in Homer
 This statue is for all the fishermen lost at sea

 Best Chowder Crackers of all time, every time

Raw

We tried our luck at fishing.  We watch this one guy landing cod on every cast.  We were included with the rest of the fisherman going home empty handed.  

 Crowds
Cooking sausage (makkara) with her cute booties
 Sunday on the ride home we stopped off at the St. Elias Brewery.  Might be the best beers in all of Alaksa
Sheep on the Turnagain Arm just south of Anchorage.  

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