The road ends at Homer
We have driven to the end of the Alaska Highway at Homer. To get any further south, you take a plane or ferry, Dave and I spent my 50th birthday at Homer and I have always wanted to return. While planning this trip, my best friend Jannie from Earlham College put me back in touch with Sue, another college friend. Sue owns a home in Homer and in the true Alaskan hospitality spirit offered her house to us. I wanted a few days at an RV park right on the Homer Spit which is as far into the inlet as possible. That was enough of wind blown, isolated conditions and we gratefully moved into Sue's empty house and quickly spread out!
Homer from the bluff with "the spit" stretching into the horizon. That's where the RV park is located with winds circling the bay (lf) and the inlet (rt).
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Judy and Nancy ahead of the tourists! Our van is on the far left. |
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The park a week later - thankfully we were at Sue's house | |
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the view from Sue's balcony | | | | |
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Sue's garden surrounded by moose fencing | | | | | |
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Forest Service sign on Homer hiking trail |
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...and they weren't kidding!!! |