Here we were waiting for the Danny J. The rain didn't dampen our spirits....just put on the rain suits and keep going.
This is a view of Hallibut Cove as we come into their harbor.
Another beautiful view of the harbor
That huge piece of sand jutting out into the Kemchak Bay (I'm sure I spelled that wrong....but don't feel like looking it up right now) is what they call the Homer SPIT. Real touresty. This view is when we were comming over the pass on the way down to Homer
And here is the Danny J; the trusty little boat that got us to Hallibut Cove through wind and storm
Y Yup....that guy doubled over is freezing....
And here is the hourdourv that I had. Isn't it beautiful; it's salmon pate'
And this is the terrace, or whatever, that we ate on. It was wonderful in front of the fire.
This is a view of Hallibut Cove as we come into their harbor.
Another beautiful view of the harbor
That huge piece of sand jutting out into the Kemchak Bay (I'm sure I spelled that wrong....but don't feel like looking it up right now) is what they call the Homer SPIT. Real touresty. This view is when we were comming over the pass on the way down to Homer
And here is the Danny J; the trusty little boat that got us to Hallibut Cove through wind and storm
Y Yup....that guy doubled over is freezing....
And here is the hourdourv that I had. Isn't it beautiful; it's salmon pate'
And this is the terrace, or whatever, that we ate on. It was wonderful in front of the fire.
July 16, 2008
The day at Anchor Point began at 54 degrees, cloudy & windy. It was misty all day; not a great day for doing stuff. We knocked around most of the day until 4 p.m. when we drove back down to the Homer Spit for our trip on the Danny J out to Hallibut Cove. We got to the “Spit” early so that we could find a camping spot. Turned out that it was about a mile from the dock that the Danny J was to leave from. The day continued to be positively yucky, weather-wise…but nice, relaxed & fun in the long run.
The Danny J left port on time; the trip to the Hallibut Cove was windy, rainy and cold. We had been advised by the person at the visitor center to make reservations for the 6 p.m. seating at the Saltry, the only restaurant on the island. A funny thing I noted when I got off the boat, was that a dog, a dingo, that we had seen on the dock in Homer Spit, had not come on our boat, but yet met us at the dock in Hallibut Cove. (Go figure....) So, we proceeded to cuddle down at the outdoor fire-pit at the restaurant and enjoy meal, which is noted for being totally home made from scratch, even down to the dishes made by the local artists. The entrées were even garnished with fresh nasturtiums from the deck. I will have pictures of these on the blog; they were beautiful. I must have looked stupid taking pictures of everything we ate (lol).
After dinner we took a walk on the boardwalk…not to be deterred by the continuing rain. We saw some kids out in the bay, in wet suits, paddling around on a surfboard, took pictures of flowers and the surroundings. It was loads of fun. There are about 20 people who live year round on the island.
The return trip to the “Spit” was just as cold and wet as the trip to the island…just not quite as windy. We saw Gull Island up close (a mound of rock in the Bay totally inhabited by thousands of sea gulls (!), saw some bald eagles, puffins, loons….and perhaps a spare bird or two….
The walk back to the camper was long and wet. We rocked & rolled all night because of the gale winds and we didn’t put the legs of the camper down. I thought it felt like being rocked to bed on a boat.
Wednesday, July 17; leaving the Kenai
We left the rain and clouds of the Kenai and drove to Wasilla again…only to find out that the whole state is being rained on…It’s raining in Anchorage and Wasilla, too. A short pit stop to shower and wash cloths at our friends home; a wonderful dinner of halibut that Chris caught and John cooked on charcoal. Yuuuummmmmy. Tomorrow we head for Copper River. There, at some point we will meet Chris’s two sisters there.
The day at Anchor Point began at 54 degrees, cloudy & windy. It was misty all day; not a great day for doing stuff. We knocked around most of the day until 4 p.m. when we drove back down to the Homer Spit for our trip on the Danny J out to Hallibut Cove. We got to the “Spit” early so that we could find a camping spot. Turned out that it was about a mile from the dock that the Danny J was to leave from. The day continued to be positively yucky, weather-wise…but nice, relaxed & fun in the long run.
The Danny J left port on time; the trip to the Hallibut Cove was windy, rainy and cold. We had been advised by the person at the visitor center to make reservations for the 6 p.m. seating at the Saltry, the only restaurant on the island. A funny thing I noted when I got off the boat, was that a dog, a dingo, that we had seen on the dock in Homer Spit, had not come on our boat, but yet met us at the dock in Hallibut Cove. (Go figure....) So, we proceeded to cuddle down at the outdoor fire-pit at the restaurant and enjoy meal, which is noted for being totally home made from scratch, even down to the dishes made by the local artists. The entrées were even garnished with fresh nasturtiums from the deck. I will have pictures of these on the blog; they were beautiful. I must have looked stupid taking pictures of everything we ate (lol).
After dinner we took a walk on the boardwalk…not to be deterred by the continuing rain. We saw some kids out in the bay, in wet suits, paddling around on a surfboard, took pictures of flowers and the surroundings. It was loads of fun. There are about 20 people who live year round on the island.
The return trip to the “Spit” was just as cold and wet as the trip to the island…just not quite as windy. We saw Gull Island up close (a mound of rock in the Bay totally inhabited by thousands of sea gulls (!), saw some bald eagles, puffins, loons….and perhaps a spare bird or two….
The walk back to the camper was long and wet. We rocked & rolled all night because of the gale winds and we didn’t put the legs of the camper down. I thought it felt like being rocked to bed on a boat.
Wednesday, July 17; leaving the Kenai
We left the rain and clouds of the Kenai and drove to Wasilla again…only to find out that the whole state is being rained on…It’s raining in Anchorage and Wasilla, too. A short pit stop to shower and wash cloths at our friends home; a wonderful dinner of halibut that Chris caught and John cooked on charcoal. Yuuuummmmmy. Tomorrow we head for Copper River. There, at some point we will meet Chris’s two sisters there.
So, until we “connect” again…
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