Apparently one of the fishermen had checked in to fish, then went to get coffee so he was about an hour late returning to the dock which cheated them out of some fishing time. They didn't get to fish as long as they should have and the quality of the halibut wasn't as expected. But they headed out from Homer Spit through Kachemak Bay toward their fishing area. They threw back a few extra small halibuts and ended the morning with 2 halibut each. Not big ones but everyone says the smaller ones taste better.
I stayed up after they left and just enjoyed the calm and peacefulness of the house we were renting: It was a little foggy out so couldn't get a clear view of the spit:
ST trying on Daddy's slippers
The 3 story house we rented.
A view from the road below the house.
The first place I wanted to take the girls to was of course the Spit. Homer Spit is a natural finger shaped piece of land that juts out into the water and where all of the boats for fishing, touring, etc are launched from. The girls of course wanted to get out by the water so we found a parking place and walked out onto the beach. The tide was low so they got as close to the water as they could.
ST was totally focused on rocks the whole trip so we had a hard time getting her to look at the camera.
Lots of little stores on the spit - most of them are charter offices.
JM checks out a dead crab.
Back on the boardwalk by one section of shops, it was time to pose by the fishing bear. We went into one gift shop to do a little souvenir shopping but they didn't have much so instead we drove back into Homer and stopped at the biggest gift shop. Outside were large rocks which were painted Gold so another photo op for the Nana.
We ate lunch at Fresh Sourdough Express and then went back to the house so the littlest granddaughter could take a nap. While she slept, I took the oldest 2 back out to explore Homer. I had some ideas of where I wanted to go but the girls had other ideas so we went back down to the water. They love it and really should live near an ocean.
They played near the water for about an hour and then I decided we needed to head back home to see what Jill and ST were up to. When we got loaded into the truck and headed out, I noticed a huge halibut hanging up. I couldn't believe how big it was nor could I believe that no one was standing around it. We drove over to get some pictures and when I walked up to it, I realized that it was a total fake - it was there only as a tourist attraction. But definitely another photo op to get pictures of the girls.
We went on back to the house and then went out into the backyard to look around a little. It was such a neat back yard with huge flowering plants growing all around the perimeter which would make it very easy to mow and not have to worry about using a weed eater around the edges. We tried to take a little hike down the bottom of the yard but after a few feet, we realized there was quite a steep drop off the edge. We tried a couple of other directions but then ended up going to the road and walking up the road a ways.
Val had called and said they were heading back into port so we went back to the house, loaded up and headed to the spit to see the fish and take some pictures.
Seagulls came in to get their share of the fish.
Lots of fish for 6 fishermen. While they cleaned the fish, I took the granddaughters home. We stopped by the grocery store to pick up something to have with fresh fish. A number of fish were pinks which do not freeze well at all. They are very soft fish like trout so are best either eaten fresh or smoked.
Val and Jill in a crab pot from the Deadliest Catch boat - Time Bandit
After they got the fish cleaned, they took part of it over to one place to get it packaged and frozen so it could be shipped to ID, WA and part of it brought up to Fairbanks. They took the pinks to another place to get smoked and packaged. They brought home plenty of fish to grill up for dinner and it was delicious. It was another extremely late dinner so a little after dinner,it was off to bed for everyone.



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