Next stop was Anchor Point, North America's most westerly highway point.
As we looked down on cook inlet along the beach there were many eagles. We heard at times the whole beach will be covered with them.
Arrived in Homer in time for lunch at the end of the spit.
The following is a picture of Homer spit. It is the land running out into cook inlet, surrounded by water and mountains.
Homer spit has a huge marina, shops, restaurants, and lots of campgrounds with fisherman. It is a real cool place. I really loved Homer. We were walking around watching people fish and a man approached me, asking if I had caught any fish yet. Of course, the answer was No and he then asked if we (Cynthia and I) wanted some Halibut. We thought he was hitting on us but he really wanted to give us his card because he was a captain of a charter boat. We had Halibut for dinner that night.
Back to Homer on Thursday with a reservation to fish with our new found captain. Met him at 6:30 ready for a great day of fishing. After several were caught, he told us his motor wasn't running right and we had to return to the dock. So much for a great day of fishing. When we docked we asked what we owed and he said nothing. He then hooked us up with a Captain Steve for Sunday. After our beautiful Halibut dinner Saturday night we heard tsunami sirens. We looked outside to see cars and R.V.'s lined up to get off the spit. Cynthia and I started getting things picked up and preparing to leave ( Jiggs said he wasn't leaving) when someone came along and said it had been called off. What a relief , I WAS REALLY SCARED, I COULD JUST SEE ME BEING SWEPT AWAY BY A HUGE WAVE OF WATER. Sunday we had a beautiful day and a great fishing day. We brought home 160 pounds of Halibut fillets to process.
Homer is advertised as a quaint little drinking village with a fishing problem. Their was an unusual bar called the Salty Dawg Saloon on the spit and I felt that inside it must be different. Went inside only to find dollar bills hanging all over the ceiling, doors and walls. The building was an old light house and the old post office.
Jiggs and Carl have been trying for a King Salmon since we arrived. Yesterday, July 1st was their big day. They brought home a 29", 14 pound King. We will be fixing that baby for supper tonight. We are all awaiting the arrival of the red salmon. The rumor is we we will be catching our limit every day.
