Matanuska Glacier. When you look at the small road leading to the glacier, it puts the size in perspective.
We spent the night in Anchorage and drove down the Kenai Peninsula to Homer on June 11. Prince William Sound was to our right the entire trip and it was beautiful. Anna and I walked the beach looking for sea glass. She danced...I walked.
Our home in Homer is very nice, but pales in comparison to our beautiful home in Ketchikan. In Homer, we are not near the water, but we have an outstanding view of the Homer Spit from high atop a mountain. The owner of the home has a love of plants...all kinds of green plants and cactus. They are everywhere. It is a little much. It is, however, a great location, the beds are comfortable, and the kids have a yard to enjoy. The fishing hole on Homer Spit is a real plus. The fishermen say that 30-40 lb. salmon are in the hole, but I'm not so sure. Jacob did catch 2 sculpin with the pole that Aunt Susan had given him for his birthday, but released them. An older gentleman from Fort Worth, TX, Mr. Shreeve, was fishing with his family. He gave Jacob some pointers on Alaskan fishing and even outfitted Jacob's pole with a new hook, sinker, and swivel. All told, Jacob spent about 3 hours fishing. The weather was perfect. We took some time out to enjoy the Pratt Museum, a museum that has won an international reputation. It is funded heavily by the Exon Valdez restoration fund.
Anna in the survival suit worn by fishermen. The suit needs to be put on in 30 seconds if a fisherman is expected to survive. The narrative said to imagine being on a boat tipped at a 90 degree angle.
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