Day 9 - Homer to Anchorage

The sun was poking through as we left Homer – picked up our fish from the processor and headed up the coast. Stopped in Ninlichick to view the old Russian Orthodox Church and graveyard. Stopped for a few pics – Hickman had a crash landing – Jan indicated that the Squirrel in the middle is definitely Hickman – what an aerial display – elbows and AH flying – tool almost in hand and crashing through the brush into the Kenai River – Thank God for the tree stump that stopped his descent – with the scared landscape hanging out his back pockets – he managed to climb back up to the top of the bank – brushed himself off – still not sure if he managed to pollute the Kenai or not – as he was walking a bit funny and stiff legged.

The next venture took us to Whitter via a 2-mile long tunnel – water pouring from the sky and off the sides of the mountains – wish we could have seen the scenery – as it would have been beautiful.

Chrome straighten up his act for a short while – in return for a third trip back to the chocolate factory. Five and a half pounds of fresh chocolate later we headed for the hotel to check in – since he only had room for 2 pounds in his suitcase – he consumed 3 pounds during the night – he looks like a chocolate this morning.

Fish checked to the freezer and luggage unloaded the girls opted for another tour of downtown and the gift shops. Hickman still recouping from the elegant splash in the Kenai – decided he could not let JB venture without him – besides if he gets stuck again no one would retrieve him. Hickman and I had no chance at getting a tip for the trip – but we took them anyway. Now I think each of the ladies came out of the downtown area with 3 more checked bags each – knives, choppers – and an assortment of items – even Little Miley has a new switchblade – correct me - cute little PJs.

DJ’s birthday was celebrated at Simon and Seaforts – the girl’s favorite restaurant of the trip – WOW, good food – Key Lime pie compliments of the restaurant for the BBoy. Then it was off to the hotel to figure out how in the Heck these 4 Women are going to pack everything – and where in the He** do they stop on the way in the hotel – at the GIFT SHOP.

Still looking for the Jerk that blew the weather forecast in Homer – could have had another day of fishing – now it is bed time.