After more discussion, it was unanimous that the ocean (and whales) is what everyone wanted to see. With that in mind, Since I knew my blogging buddy Nancy, of More Than Enough, used to live in Alaska, I asked her where would be the best place to go. She highly recommended her home town of Homer, and I'm so glad she did.
Homer is a beautiful little fishing town located at the end [literally] of the highway, 225 miles south of Anchorage. Located in the harbor is a long gravel bar known as the Homer spit. We spent a lot of time on the spit, either to catch a boat, do a little shopping, bird and fisherman watch, or just be part of the daily activity.
As I posted earlier, we went whale watching and Don and Jake went halibut fishing. We spent the rest of the time sightseeing in town and around the area. With the majestic mountains meeting the ocean and wildflowers dotting the varying shades of green that surrounded you, the landscape was breathtaking.
We took in all the sights, the sounds, and the smells of the area. We spent time on the beaches and up in the hills. We ate at the local eateries and conversed with the local residents. We became a part of Homer for a week... and Homer - and Alaska - became part of us.
I've posted my photos on Flickr and they can be seen here.
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