Sunday July12, 2009

Yesterday Bob and I walked thru a small area in Soldotna where people were selling their wares.  We stumbled upon it around midday so most everything was gone.  We watched this lady spinning her wool to make yarn.  There was a young man there who was playing his violin asking for donations to be able to go on his school trip…to Japan!!!!  I told him our kids got to go to the beach on their school trips.  And this kid was probably in elementary school.  After leaving the market we went to the local “all-in-one” store for me to get outfitted with my fishing gear.  I have decided to try my luck at salmon fishing.  Vanessa, one of the young ladies that worked there, was so helpful.  She is very knowledgeable and knew just what I needed.  The little bag in my hand is my version of a tackle box. 

Today we got an early start.  We left our park a little after 8:00 am headed to Homer which is about 62 miles south of us.  We were going to meet with our friends, Chuck and Lorraine, Tom and Dorothy and Rob and Norma.  We had all travelled together earlier in our trip. Here are Loretta, Susan and Lorraine chatting while Chuck and Lorraine’s little Misty got a nap in her dad’s lap.

Chuck and Lorraine, et al, took us down on the Homer spit where we visited The Salty Dawg…a local bar.  As you can see, it is tradition to leave a dollar bill with your name and whatever.  Chuck found a good place for ours. Norma, Lorraine, Joe and Susan (in her kuspuk) are trying to catch a cab???? No, probably not.  Then it was time for lunch…Loretta had the halibut sandwich…she said it was veryyyy good.

Upon leaving Homer we drove up into the hills looking for a Russian village.  We finally found the school and the church.    

What a view from the school and church.

We left Homer hoping to see our friends at some later time.  They are headed for Seward the middle of this week. 

We stopped in Ninilchik on our way home.  Meg and Terry, does this look familiar to you?  They “sat” on this school for the summer in 2005…I think this is right.

Ninilchik is another Russian community.  We had driven by this church on our way to Homer but it was so foggy we did not get any pictures so we made a stop on our way back. 

The cemetery next to the church was something else.  The flowers were beautiful, growing wild.  Many of the graves could not even be seen because the flowers were so thick and so tall.                

We then drove down the hill to small village of Ninilchik.

There are lots of fishing boats at the marina and a fish processing plants.  Not sure when the boats will go out but they have to leave at the same time or most of them will not even be able to get out.

It was a good day.

Moving on.