Pacific NW

Expeditions

This morning we discovered that the Homer Spit doesn’t have any breakfast place in which to order bacon and eggs. Finally we walked all the way to the very tip of the spit to a hotel, where we found food more substantial than espresso and puffed bread. As we were eating we watched the Ursa Major ride the first of the ebb tide down the bay. Afterwards we headed back to the boat and caught the middle of the ebb out, which was time enough to get us to Seldovia 14 miles away. The Homer harbormaster only charged us for one day, but I still couldn’t believe the price. 26 dollars for one night! It was the most expensive marina transient rate I’ve ever seen! Ryan and I are very happy to be back out on the water. When we are in town we have to worry about all kinds of stuff, try not to forget things, do errands, etc. But when we get out on the boat we only have to deal with the materials at hand and enjoy what we can make do with. The wallets are put away and forgotten about and we can once again pee freely from the boat without worrying about judgemental eyes. Nonetheless, I was sorry to leave Homer behind. It is by far my favorite city in Alaska. In the hot afternoon we explored the village of Seldovia, which was like going back in a time warp to 1985, in some small town in Minnesota. The air had a golden tint to it, kids were picking dandelions, and I think we could hear a lawnmower off in the distance. Everyone seemed to be concerned about nothing and just enjoying the day. We stayed for four hours and then anchored out off the town for the night. I got everything stowed and prepared for an early departure into the Gulf tomorrow.