July 9 Day 48 Our last day in Homer
Pinch me! We wake up to ANOTHER fabulous day with the sun shining. We set off for the ferry to Seldovia, which is ready to LEAVE when we get there. We had received poor information when I called yesterday, so they went to considerable trouble to allow us to board. Fortunately, I taken notes and had the name and number of the person I had spoken with (a habit I've developed from dealing with insurance people), and I believe that is the reason they held the boat. We left the dock about 15 minutes late. I enjoyed talking with a 20-something Alaskan lady passenger and learning of her life. She lives full-time in Fairbanks, but she and her husband come to their cabin in Seldovia, where they have no running water, but they do have an outhouse. They "vacation" there for 6 WEEKS each year. They rely on rain (which they haven't had this year), so they now have to cart in 5-gallon water bottles. Oh, and the only way to get to their cabin, which is out on a spit, is by boat. So, they have to buy things in Homer, ferry them over in their SUV, transfer them to a boat, motor to the cabin, and then cart them up the beach. This is fun? The ferry comes over on Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturdays in the summer. In the winter, it's just 2 days a week.
We had a beautiful, smooth trip, and docked in Seldovia a little after noon. There were large chainsaw carvings as we entered the lazy little town of 300 people. Our first stop was the visitor center, which was staffed by a 14-yer-old, and had a small museum with really a variety of pretty flowers. We sauntered through the village to the Tidal Wave Caf?, where I had the best fish tacos I've ever had. The halibut was not breaded and was flavorful and moist, and they had added cabbage with a very light dressing. Dean's burger was good.
Seldovia only has 3 souvenir-type stores/galleries, but we enjoyed shopping, looking for more carvings, and talking. One proprietor was really excited because he had heard that it might hit 70?! There wasn't much to do, but we really enjoyed our relaxing day (as if we weren't already totally relaxed in Homer).
We departed Seldovia at 6:00, about 4.5 hours after we arrived. The trip back was equally calm. I met a young mother, who had been educated in Seldovia's small school, and who now lived there with her husband, who renovates low-income housing. Dean and I were surprised that there even was low- income housing. She was a well-spoken, dyslexic, RSP student, and she had nothing good to say about her education. We pass two groups of otters, just laying on their backs enjoying the day. They don't dive down as we pass by, just give us a casual glance.
The ferry people were wonderful. But, if you are physically capable, I would take the wildlife cruise over to Seldovia, though it does only allow you 1.5 hours in town. There is currently a 17' difference between high and low tides (which each happen twice a day). I picked up a tide chart, which is available at the Homer VC and Oceans VC. I was concerned about how steep the short ramp would be and if I could negotiate it.
We stopped at the library to return books, and then we stopped at Safeway. Their prices were high of course, but they had everything I wanted, including something I couldn't even find in Anchorage. At the Hop-Skip-Jump get-together in Utah, I had learned from Leesa about this wand-type thing made by Scrubbing Bubbles. It allows you to clean the toilet and then dispose of the cleaning pad in the trash-no yucky toilet brush! I've checked every grocery, Costco, Wal-Mart since the end of April, and not only did Safeway have it, but they had a second brand made by Clorox.
Homer is a "just one more day" village. I wish we could visit our Sand Hill cranes just one more time, but I'm sure new adventures lie ahead.
High Temp: News on TV say 67?, but it was just perfect. Dean would tell you I am never warm enough, and even in the evening at 8:00, I am just wearing a blouse-that sounds wrong-I mean, I'm not wearing my sweatshirt.