7/15/2009 Another Day in Paradise

What an absolutely perfect day. Its was a shorts and "T" day today. The sun was warm on our skin, the sky the bluest of blues and we were with friends in a place we now call paradise. Yep, a good day, a very good day.

Bob started the day with chopping wood for the ever constant campfire we seem to have going. I didn't see where the logs came from but it seems we have several trees worth of wood now.

We had an early fire and sat around talking about this and that and life in general.

Dan wanted to make sure he got the very last chip crumb out of the bag.

Bob and Dan are going fishing tomorrow on Dan's brother's boat so we had to make a run into Homer again today to go to the bank and to get a fishing license for Bob.

There were no clouds today so the view was different when we rode into town.

Here is a view from down on the Spit.

I went into the tackle/bait store with Bob and was amazed to see that these are the hooks used to catch the halibut. I had no idea that they would be so big.

This fish caught my eye...its made out of washers.

On the Homer Spit is the Seafarer's Memorial to fisherman.

Take note of the bricks in front of the memorial. The townspeople, relatives and friends, of those lost at sea "bought" a brick to help support the Memorial. The fisherman's name and date lost are engraved on each brick. Although I didn't see any there are probably bricks that have been bought by businesses and residents on the Spit who bought one just to be in support of the memorial.

The bronze fisherman statue honors mariners lost at sea.

A bronze bell nearby is rung in memory of fishermen and others who played and toiled on the ocean.

Engraved on this pedestal is a poem entitled "The Sea" by Ryan Bundy

There was a flower garden nearby and this flower was just screaming at me, "TAKE MY PICTURE, TAKE MY PICTURE. What could I do? I took the picture.

License bought, banking done, pictures taken, it was time to head back to Anchor Point. We spent some time around the fire again, shootin' the breeze and our tummies started rumbling. We were determined to eat earlier today than we did yesterday.

Around nine Dan, Lin, Bob and I took a short ride to the waterfront to take some some pictures of Mt. Redoubt. Unfortunately, the sun was still too high in the sky and the lighting wasn't conducive to picture taking. However I did get one of the coastline.

We then took a ride down on the beach in the truck. There were some 5th wheels set up on the beach and Bob and I just couldn't imagine taking ours down there. The road down, and then back up, was extremely steep. Way more than we would be comfortable maneuvering. I could only imagine what shape the cabinets and fridge must be in after traveling this incredibly steep grade. Dan did say that on more than one occasion a wrecker had to be brought in to get a 5th wheel back up. Uh-uh, not us, not taking that chance.

From the beach we made another stop at a creek side walkway to see if we could see any salmon trying to make its way to the spawning grounds. We only saw two stragglers because its between runs right now.

On the way to the truck this caught my eye.

When we got back to the house a little after ten we all agreed to call it a night after the late hours we kept the night before. After all, God willing, we still have tomorrow, and the next day, and the next day.....