I think that these stories are starting to get a bit redundant, but I will write them anyway. I am a little behind, but that won't matter much.
We decided to walk down to the Saturday Farmer's Market with the Roes last Saturday. We started at the Nature Center, and the walk was a couple of miles. I have to say, Josienne and Jared do not ever hesitate to tackle any hike, even with Julius and J Noel. The kids are good, though they do want to be carried sometimes. I think that is why J&J are in such good shape - toting the nippers!
There really are a lot of Bald Eagles here. If you spend more than a nominal amount of time outside you will see plenty.
Here are a couple of we saw on the beach:
There was one that flew right over our heads, mere feet above us, but neither my nor Josienne's cameras were out.
We think it was trying to snatch J Noel.
Luckily, D Noel had a good hold on her:
We walked about a mile down the beach:
The Roes were spending time in the water. Those kids are really water babies, and seemed to want to take their shoes and socks off at the drop of a hat and jump in. They are fearless.
Homer was originally a coal port. There is still a lot of coal on the beaches. Folks collect this coal and sell it for heating and making pizzas:
We had to climb up through private property to get to the road, which made me a little nervous:
but the bearded, old, chubby Alaskan merely asked (Loudly, and with a loaded gun* on his hip) "May I help you???" Luckily, we had the kids in front (who shoots kids? Especially sweet ones like the Roes?) and said , "Um, We're lost, and looking for the Farmer's Market..." He told us how to get there as his son was taking target practice with his bow and arrow.
Once we got up, we noticed a sign:
Tough.
Another eagle was pointing our way to the market:
where we found a Ukulele Orchestra! What could be better?
On the way back, we noticed an old horse drawn grader, that I am sure was used to remove snow.
Then, finally, when we got back to the cabin, we felt a small earthquake.
A Good Day!
*he didn't have a gun
We decided to walk down to the Saturday Farmer's Market with the Roes last Saturday. We started at the Nature Center, and the walk was a couple of miles. I have to say, Josienne and Jared do not ever hesitate to tackle any hike, even with Julius and J Noel. The kids are good, though they do want to be carried sometimes. I think that is why J&J are in such good shape - toting the nippers!
There really are a lot of Bald Eagles here. If you spend more than a nominal amount of time outside you will see plenty.
Here are a couple of we saw on the beach:
We think it was trying to snatch J Noel.
Luckily, D Noel had a good hold on her:
We walked about a mile down the beach:
But the tide was out. T he tides here are huge - over 20', sometimes more. So we were really walking on the beach, as you can see here:
The Roes were spending time in the water. Those kids are really water babies, and seemed to want to take their shoes and socks off at the drop of a hat and jump in. They are fearless.
Homer was originally a coal port. There is still a lot of coal on the beaches. Folks collect this coal and sell it for heating and making pizzas:
We had to climb up through private property to get to the road, which made me a little nervous:
Once we got up, we noticed a sign:
Tough.
Another eagle was pointing our way to the market:
where we found a Ukulele Orchestra! What could be better?
On the way back, we noticed an old horse drawn grader, that I am sure was used to remove snow.
Then, finally, when we got back to the cabin, we felt a small earthquake.
*he didn't have a gun
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