Sunday, July 10, 2016

Fun with Friends in Homer!


Of all the places we are been so far in Alaska we think the Homer area is our favorite. And that is saying a lot considering everywhere we have been and what we have done. We loved Skagway for its beauty but a bit too touristy. Valdez was an awesome little harbor town and Haines offered great fishing along with a laid back atmosphere. But the combination of beauty, experiences and people we have meet have thus far puts Homer at the top of our list.
 
The town itself is big enough to where you can get almost anything you need without charging crazy high prices and if they don’t have it, nearby Soldotna or Kenai will most likely have it. Although the town does get the occasional cruise ship, it is not over the top touristy. The fishing in the area is incredible offering both salt water and fresh water action in the Kasilof, Ninilchik, and Kenai Rivers as the salmon make their spawning migrations. But it is the people that really set it apart for us.

In a previous post I had written about meeting Rich and Susan while walking the docks in Homer. After returning from Kodiak we moochdocked in their driveway in Ninilchik for several days basing our adventures from there. We also met one of their daughters, Angela, who had flown up for a visit. Angela is as fun and witty as her parents and is an incredible baker who made a delicious rhubarb dessert.  In addition, we met Dan and Denise another couple who had flown up from Minnesota and stayed with Rich and Susan for a couple weeks.

Angela wishing her cousin a Happy Birthday!
 During the week we explored the Homer Spit a bit more and of course had to test the brews at Grace Ridge Brewing.

 
Susan, Barb, Rich, Dan and Denise


 
Angela had talked to some guys at the airport who had said the Red Salmon were running in the Kenai and sure enough a quick look at the fishery numbers revealed that between 20,000 and 30,000 salmon were entering the river each day. The next day Barb and I headed off to the Kenai to see if we could get a couple on the stringer. Rich provided us with a map to his favorite spot along with a handful of flies that he likes to use and we were off! As we arrived there were fisherman leaving the river with fish in tow, it looks like we were in luck!

It was not too crowded with maybe 10-15 feet between fishermen. The cool thing about that is that when you hook a fish usually the fisherman downstream from you grabs their net and nets your fish for you! Sometimes you have to dodge out of the way of a hooked fish heading straight downriver from the guy who has it hooked. There are other hazards too. You generally is 1/2-3/4 ounce lead weights and if you get snagged or hook a fish that weight can come zinging back at you like a little lead missile! I did manage to hook myself in the back of the head when the lead zipped past me and boomeranged back imbedding the hook into my head. Luckily it was not too deep and with a little yank it came right back out. This river was much wider and faster than any that we had fished before making it a little more challenging to stand in the river. As we waded to our fishing spot we passed a guy who said he falls in once or twice a year. About that time Barb starts weebling to the right to the left, back to the right and in slow motion she landed on her backside in about 3 feet of water! She managed to get back on her feet, looked at the guy and said "I just wanted to get it over with". Although wet, she was a trooper and kept on a fish'in. After adding a little more weight to our rigs to get our flies to the bottom we were ready for some flipping. Over the course of the next 4 hours we caught 6 fish, landed 3 of them only one of which was hooked legally but we had enough for dinner that night!
 
As we left the parking area we noticed a woman with a dog lying next to her in the road. As we approached it was evident that the dog was having a seizure so we stopped to see if there was anything we could do. The woman asked me to drive back to her house to get her husband. Barb stayed with the woman while I went to their house. When we returned about 10 minutes later the dog (Brandy) was standing and panting like nothing ever happened wondering what all the fuss was about. As we were standing on the road talking the couple introduced themselves as Rod and Denise who owned The Lazy Salmon  just up the road right on the river. We told them we were in the area doing a little fishing and they invited us back to their house to fish from their dock. How could we refuse?!?!

Rod and Denise have a beautiful place right on the river with their main house and several cute cabins. Rod got us set up for fishing and we tried our luck for about an hour before we had to head back for dinner. As we were packing up Denise gave us thier phone numbers and said we were welcome back anytime to fish or stay with them. We were in awe of their hospitality and thought maybe they were related to Rich and Susan! Or are all people up here that friendly?!?
 

Rod, Denise and Brandy

 

Just when you think it could not get any better we returned for a salmon/halibut dinner when Rich suggested that we go out the following day in his boat for another halibut/whale watching adventure! The fishing was a little slower than the previous week but Barb did manage to boat a few small halibut.

 
 

 


The whale watching on the other hand was spectacular! We saw both humpbacks and orcas.






 

  
When we returned we sat on the deck enjoying a delicious rib dinner that Dan and Denise had prepared and watched the eagles fly over until the sunset over the mountain (@11:00pm).


 

The next morning it was time to say our goodbyes and hit the road vowing to be back in 7 days and headed into town to do laundry and hit the farmer’s market. The farmer’s market was interesting with live local music and a lot of booths offering vegetables, baked good and local crafts. Interesting but we did not buy anything.


 
We also managed to meet up with fellow fulltimers and bloggers Les and Sue while in Homer. We had originally met them in Quartzsite last winter and had been keeping in touch throughout our Alaska journeys. Homer was the one spot that it looked like our paths were going to cross so we made arrangements to meet them at none other than the famous Salty Dawg Saloon on The Spit. We had a great time catching up over a couple of beers and swapping stories. Ends up we might see them again next week as well when we are in Whittier!


There are thousands of dollar bills tacked everywhere!


 


Les and Sue to the Salty Dawg
On our last day in the area we headed back to the Lazy Salmon to see if we could hook a few more reds. Rod was out dip netting but Denise was home and said we were welcome to fish in front of their place. We fished most of the day and managed to catch a few more and spend a little time visiting with Denise and Brandy who I am happy to report is doing well!
A couple on the table and trying for more!
On another note, we did receive some sad new. Barb’s grandmother passed away recently. I don’t think we will ever meet a woman as amazing as Adeline. Born in 1921, she lead an amazing life for 95 1/2 years working and volunteering right to the end. With 8 grandchildren, 20 great grandchildren and at last count 9 great-great grandchildren. She will be truly missed.

Barb and Adeline when we stopped in April
 

Monday, July 4, 2016

Alaska Road Trip: Kodiak!


I missed the best photo op of our travels the other day…… Let me lay out the scenario. When I was at the cleaning table the other day filleting the halibut, a guy walks up and asks who owns the truck and boat over there by the RV dump station. The guy next to me says it was his and the other guy asks him if he is going to move soon. The guy cleaning the fish says give me 5 minutes, I am almost done. The RV guy does not reply but just stands there and stares at him. Fish cleaning guy puts down his knife and goes and moves his truck and boat. Granted he should not have parked there but the RV guy was a little rude.
We finished cleaning our fish and as we were pulling out I look over and the RV guy is filling his fresh water tank with the sewer water hose! You know the one with the long pole that sticks straight up with a spring on the bottom of it and a permanent hose on the end? He has that hose buried down his fresh water tank! I wanted so bad to stop and say “Dude, do you have any idea where that hose has been?” But instead we just looked in disbelief as we drove by.

Our ferry ride over to Kodiak Island was interesting. The ferry was scheduled to leave at 4:45am with boarding starting at 2:45am. We arrived about 10:00pm and parked in line as others were starting to show up and we wanted to be first in line to board (I will let you know how that worked out in a minute). The ferry terminal opened at11:00 and they told us to go to the front of line #2 (Woo hoo,
we are first in line!).
First in line!
At 11:30pm they started loading the people that were going beyond Kodiak (Dutch Harbor, Cold Bay….). About 12:30am the guy walks over to us and says they are shutting down until 2:30am to give the others who are going beyond Kodiak time to get here and load. 2:30am rolls around and they start loading again. Finally they start loading the Kodiak vehicles. They load every row except ours (so much for being first in line). Finally with no other vehicles left in sight they give us the okay.
 
As you drive up the ferry ramp you are guided onto a large platform. The attendant tells you to stop at a certain point and then the entire platform is lowered into the cargo hold like a giant elevator. Once you reach the bottom the platform turns like a Lazy Susan and you back off at the position they stop it at. They guide you to your parking area, have you stop, set your brake and get out. Then they chain your vehicle to the decking.
 



 
At this point we put Daisy in back as she is not allowed outside the truck for the entire 9 ½ trip. Nor can we get back down to the truck once the ship is underway. Yikes, that is a long time for Daisy not to have an accident!
It is now 4:30am and we have not slept a wink so we grab a blanket, our books and snacks and head up to the passenger area to find a place to crash. Well you know what happens when you are the last to board? All of the good spots are taken. There were people spread out everywhere! In chairs, booths, on the floors, on the benches and some people even set up tents!
 


Oh, there were seats available but there were people laying on the floor right in front of them. We finally found a spot with 3 chairs together in the theater area and settled in. We tried to sleep but there was snoring and other noises sleeping people make all around us. A very interesting experience indeed!
About 10:00am the Captain announced that they were going to allow pet owners 10 minutes to walk their pets since the seas were somewhat calm. Barb and I discussed the fact that they would probably never know if one of us did not return from this little “pet walk” and spent the rest of the voyage in the camper below deck. I am not going to say that this happened but I will say that one of us was well rested by the time we hit port!

Kodiak Boat Harbor
Arriving in Kodiak is was the reverse of Homer, we were the first off!

Here comes the Lazy Susan!
Elevator up!

On our way up
The ferry terminal is a little out of town and as we pulled up to the highway we no idea way to go. We guessed right and soon found ourselves at the Visitors Center in town where we got a map to learn the lay of the land. Then it was off to our campground in Buskin River State Rec. Area where we just chilled the rest of the day going to bed early to catch up on our sleep.
Our Buskin Site
The next morning we got our fishing gear out and headed to the river to see if the salmon were running. There were about a half a dozen other anglers there, several of them with side arms or shotguns. This is said to be a very beary section of the river.



 A few were catching salmon and releasing them. Upon closer inspection we saw that they were snagging them so any fish not hooked in the mouth had to be released. As we were standing amongst the fisherman tossing our flies, everyone once in a while one would say “There goes some” or “Here come some”. For the life of us we could not see these fish moving upstream in the rushing water until one guy showed us what to look for. You just look for a discolored “blob” moving slowly up river. They were very hard to see but soon we too were pointing out when fish were moving through.

Barb and I each hooked a few fish that day as well as the following days. Between the halibut we brought along and these salmon we are eating pretty good!



We did check out the Fish Weir on the Buskin River. This is where they put up a blockade so the fish cannot swim upriver any further. Biologists count the fish several times each day and open the blockade to let the fish through.

See all the fish?
Unfortunately you cannot fish within 1/4 mile of either side of the weir!
But Kodiak Island has more to explore than just fishing. For example, there is a brewery! The Kodiak Brewing Company is right in the middle of town and has 10 different taps that they brew on site. They don’t serve flights but they will let you taste any brew you are interested in until you find the one you want for your pint. After Barb and I tested 6 brews each the bartender said that he would have to charge us if we tested any more. Then he said he was kidding (I think). There just weren’t any brews that we liked! In the end we each settled on the one we disliked the least.

 
What we really wanted to see the most while on the island was the infamous Kodiak Brown Bear! Weighing as much as 1,000#’s and some exceeding 9 feet tall, these are the biggest bears we will probably ever see.
There are ~14,000 fulltime residents on Kodiak along with 3,500 brown bears meaning for every 4 people we see we should see 1 bear right? Well we saw thousands of people and not one bear, nary a hair of a bear! We stayed in the most bear populated campground, fished the most bear populated river and nothing. We were stopped by a warden one day and as she checked out licenses she said that there was a bear harassing the fishermen just the other day and that if he shows up to throw our fish in the river and don’t let him get them. Even after I covered Barb with peanut butter the bear did not show! Oh well, we should have more bear viewing opportunities throughout the late summer and fall.

This is as close as we came to a bear attack



Did you know that Kodiak is also home to the largest Coast Guard Station? Well it is. They have 2 Cutters, a Buoy Tender and 7 Helicopters along with a variety of other aircraft.


 
 
During our week’s stay on the island we drove from tip to tip exploring the sights. There are several areas where the military had bunkers and guns during WWII. We walked Fort Abercrombie State Park to see some of the bunkers and museums.



 

 But to us the most interesting thing about the island was the terrain. We have never seen anything quite like it. Rugged coastlines, rugged mountains, lots of waterfalls, few trees and very green. Very very green, it was almost Tropical Island like.




 

 
 For as pretty as Kodiak was, we found most of the locals not so friendly. The sporting good store employees were less than helpful, the brewery guy was kinda grumpy, several other locals we talked to were less than talkative. We did run into a few very friendly folk (Kodiak Wildlife Visitors Center) but for the most part we did not get that "warm and fuzzy" feeling.

The one great exception to this came randomly on our last afternoon in town. It was 4th of July and most of the businesses in town were closed. We happened to drive by a place called Pickled Willys where the open sign was illuminated. We pulled in to check it out. We were greeted by the owner Bill Alwert who talked our ears off the better part of an hour. I think we sampled everything he sells in his shop AND gave us a tour of his pickling and smoke shop. We bought some smoked salmon and black cod cheeks. Bill is quite the character and it is definitely worth the stop if you come to the island.
They have a huge walk in smoker

Automated smoke chip system
 
Salmon brining ready for the smoker
 

Bill showing off some of his Black Cod cheeks

And let’s not forget the geocaching! Over the past winter Barb has been hoarding (aka McCormack’ing) trackables to bring to Alaska and leave up here. What better place to leave a trackable than Kodiak Island?
 

All in all it was a good week. Definitely not cheap (ferry $1,082 round trip) but we are glad we went. It was a unique experience that we will never forget but now that we have done it we don’t see ourselves going back. There are just too many other places to explore!