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In the business, we call this "sprint photography". You set
the camera up on the hood of a pickup (hence the reason it's
crooked and not centered properly), hit the timer button, then
sprint up the small, steep hill between the truck and everyone
else, and strike a pose. We should probably just bring the
tripod next time... |
After the exciting but exhausting Denali marathon, we only had one real destination left (well, four actually within that one overall destination): the Kenai Peninsula. Since we spent a whole year surviving in a tiny apartment in the Moose Pass area, with only our next-door neighbors keeping us sane, we thought it necessary to show Kelvin and Kathy where we had lived, introduce them to the friends that we made while we were there, and show them the places that we had grown fond of after a year in one of the most beautiful locations in the world. Our first stop was the Moose Pass area. Well, actually we just drove straight through Moose Pass and headed on to Mark and Yoly's place, because that was much a much more meaningful location to us than Moose Pass. We walked around Kenai Lake, ate some great food and simply enjoyed the company of good friends. The next day we headed into Seward to do some exploring. One of our first stops was the Seward Harbor. It may not be the biggest harbor in Alaska, but in our opinion it is certainly one of the most beautiful. As Mark Ifflander says, people often get off of the boat onto the dock and exclaim, "Wow! How high up are we?!?" Mark looks down at the water and replies nonchalantly, "Oh, about three feet or so..."
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| Homer might be a little bigger and out on the spit, but Seward Harbor is still our favorite... |
We had to make a stop at the Alaska Sea Life Center to check out the fishies and seals and what-not.
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| It still boggles us just how fat Woody is... |
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| Fully wild or not, they are still tun to watch... |
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Not sure why, but this guy would sit there, upside
down, for minutes at a time... |
Of course, because of it's proximity and the fact that you can't go to Alaska without stopping to check out a glacier, we made a brief stop at Exit Glacier to check out a giant piece of packed snow that doubles as perhaps the most erosive force on the planet.
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| Exit Glacier from a distance. |
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| A bit closer... |
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| The Hoovers in their majesty! |
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| And there she be! |
After a couple of days in Seward we headed over to Homer. We took a walk on the beach, checked out the Homer Spit, visited some old friends of Rachel's grandmother and checked out their shortwave radio station, and Rachel's grandmother still has some land back there that we had to make a small pilgrimage to (to be honest it turned out to be not so small, and we have no idea how they made that drive in to town every day for work while they lived there).
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| A socked-in Katchemak Bay greeted us... |
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| We've never been able to get over all of the eagles. |
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| Homer has quite a harbor, but it's no Seward... |
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We didn't realize we would need bear suppression
to get out to the homestead. Based on the signs
all over the camper though, it was a "better safe
than sorry" situation. |
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| That's more like it. |
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