On the Monday, which was 4th July - Independence Day - we set off for Homer having breakfasted in a local McDonalds.
The drive was punctuated with many stops to look at the beautiful scenery around us.
Our hotel here in Homer was perhaps not quite what I expected. In fact it was not a hotel but a small 'lodge' complete with living area, bedroom and kitchenette. It was the ground floor of a larger property away from the main hotel by a good 5 or so minute walk. It looks much better in photographs than it actually was!
After arrival in Homer, Maurice had a much needed rest from the driving while I walked back to the shoreline from the lodge. A sandhill crane family were posing beautifully for photographs although on the first evening there, I had just brought my iPhone, no camera. I rectified this the next night and took some much better shots very close up.
Homer was a lovely spot. After our respective rests we set off to explore the town and drove up to a wonderful viewing spot via the town getting ready for a 4th July parade. Driving along Homer Spit, we chose a place to eat which turned out to be very mediocre. We finally ended up back in the 'lodge' for a few beers later in the evening. But it certainly did not feel like it was at all late. The sun did not go down really on 4th July and so some hardy residents just let off fireworks in broad daylight at around 11pm. It was a bit surreal.
The next day was damp and misty. We did think about a sea plane trip to see bears but we decided against it due to the poor viewing conditions. We made the most of a short trip along the East End Road as far as it took us amidst more lovely scenery. We returned to the 'lodge' and after a cup of tea we took another short trip to Anchor Point to the Westernmost highway in the US (allegedly) where we had a wonderful opportunity to see bald eagles on the beach.
A late lunch/early dinner was had at the local Thai restaurant after which Maurice rested and I walked back down at the water front where I found the sandhill crane family once again. Maurice joined me for the walk later on and the weather had cleared and the sun came out.
We then took a trip back to the Homer Spit and spent a bit of time in the Salty Dawg which is a well known local landmark. A couple of friendly vacationing professional men who were in Homer on a fishing trip engaged us in conversation about Brexit, asking about how we felt and what we thought of the whole thing. They were quite entertained by us!
We retunred to the 'lodge' for a nightcap and bed.
