“The Fog Comes On BIG Cat Feet”

Saturday 8/11

We’re scheduled to arrive in Homer at 7AM, so we set the alarm for 6:00 (This alarm thing is occurring with alarming regularity). The alarm is superfluous as we both awaken at 5:15. We’ve had a good night’s sleep.

On deck we discover that we’re floating in a VERY dense fog. We can see only few feet in any direction so the captain’s bringing us in on instruments.

We dock methodically and successfully.

There’s some kind of problem with the elevator, and it takes a long time to unload.

In the Jeep, the fog is so thick we’re wishing WE had instruments. We move slowly off the spit, through Homer, and cautiously up the grade to the bluff. As we come to the top of the bluff, we punch through the fog into a brightly sunny morning. We stop and look back across the harbor and the bay. They are inpenetrably blanketed—as if filled with concrete.

We head to Anchor Point to retrieve the Admiral. It takes an hour or so to unload the Jeep and get things reorganized. We decide the Jeep needs a bath and the Admiral too, so we take a couple of hours to make them presentable.

The clean Jeep has many battle scars from being towed behind the RV on gravel roads. We had made a protective “bra” for the Jeep, but some rocks have broken through to chip the paint. CJ will need a facelift when we return to California.

Before leaving the Beehive Campground, we take pictures with the pig in front of the “bees”. Bees have a special significance for our family as my brother and sisters all have “B” first names (Barb, Brad, Bev) and we’ve always been known as the “4 Bees”. We’re now trying to include the Pig in some of our pictures. Since pigs were my mom’s favorite animals, it helps us remember how much she would have enjoyed following our adventure. Taking the picture of the pig also reminds of Flat Stanley who was introduced to us by my cousin Sue’s grandson. Stanley’s a paper cutout. The idea is to accumulate pictures of Stanley from a variety of places—guess it helps kids with their story telling and their geography, but either way it’s a neat idea.

Back in the Admiral with CJ in tow, we’re headed for the Kenai River. Tomorrow we hope to use Das Bot as a raft on this lovely stream.