Home in Homer, Alaska
Coleen, your RVing editor
(Homer, Alaska, at the End of the Road)
Bob and NeeMo - The Homer Spit
Home in Homer. Cliche? Of course. Especially since our home-base Alaska cabin is located just a few miles from Soldotna, 70 miles up the road from Homer. But, we do feel at home in Homer. There's something about the community that keeps drawing us back.
Homer is sometimes described as "a drinking town with a fishing problem." Indeed, it was the fishing that originally lured us there back in 2001. Bob caught his first king salmon in the Homer fishing hole (technically, the Nick Dudiak Fishing Lagoon) that summer.
But Homer is also about the majestic mountain views. The ocean front campgrounds. The eagles. And, bears! The Spit can be car to car tourists; the souvenir shops that line the street can be swarming with activity; and yet, looking out over the harbor fills a person with a sense of calm and peacefulness. Nature trumps commercialism!
Art, freedom of expression, and cultural diversity reign in Homer.
We usually hit the Homer Salvation Army Thrift Store for treasures. This week I found wind chimes made with hand beading and sea glass. And a little woven bag that fits my cell phone. And, a stack of Mother Earth News Magazines from 2008.
People watching is awesome! Hippies, artists, Russian Old Believers, fishermen, survivalists, foreign visitors, cheechakos and sourdoughs, an occasional conservative, a few gnarly folk....
I have more Homer pictures to post: scenery and wildlife, unique RVs, the Homer city campground where we stayed out on The Spit, and some of the meals we enjoyed.