Alaska -- Day 65

A day fishing. Or maybe not. We arrived at the fishing charter offices about 15 minutes early. Nothing seemed to be happening. The woman at the front desk was on the phone. Then she walked into a nearby office and closed the door. When she came out, she walked into the lobby area where we were and explained that a number of fishing boats weren't going out because of choppy, high seas. Others did launch, but came back because of the high seas. They offered refunds, while explaining it wasn't a matter of safety. The boats could still go out and it was possible to fish. But they didn't want to take us out, just to get sick. At first, we thought we would reschedule for Sunday out of Homer. Today's trip was to go out of Deep Creek in Ninilchik. But, after realizing our one-day fishing license ($20 each) wouldn't be good on Sunday and we would need to buy new ones, we added that to getting up at 4:30 am to leave for Homer at 5:30 for a 6:30 departure. The decision was, "no, we won't go."

What to do if we couldn't go fishing? Well, we can always do some work. So, we washed the RV. It has been ages since we did that and lots of road dirt and dust and bugs have attached to the surface. We spent time washing, using sheets of bounce to fight the bugs, rinsing, using the squeegee on the windows. It certainly isn't perfect, but it does look a whole lot better.



We did take time before returning to wash the RV to drive to the Anchor River State Recreation site and walk on the beach. Before we even parked, I realized there were balk eagles on the beach. Look at what we saw!



After posing for quite a while, he flew off.





There were two other bald eagles, either young or female, down on the beach, as well.



One flew away.



But the other sat still and let us get quite close for a while, almost posing for our cameras.



When we finally left the beach, we spotted one of the eagles in a tree. None of them seemed to have any great fear of humans.



When the tide goes out, the boat ramps don't extend to the water. Locals are very creative. A tractor pulls the boat on it's trailer to the water, the boat launches, and the tractor pulls the trailer back to a holding area.



We had actually driven down to the beach to find this sign. We can't drive any further west than right here and still be in the United States.