On the way to Homer is Deep Creek. I found this small state park on my last trip and liked it. Back then, I never did see the mountains across Cook Inlet. My original plan was to camp elsewhere at first, but since the sky was clear, unusual for Alaska, I went straight there.
Deep Creek is nice because there are campsites along the beach. Its a long ways across the inlet, but if you look close, you can see the mountains. The one on the right is Mt Redoubt. It's the one that has the nasty habit of erupting periodically.
On the same spit of land as the state park is a boat launching operation which caters mainly to halibut fishing charter boats. I can spend a lot of time watching the action, especially as the boats are being retrieved. I am amazed at how fast these boats come racing onto there trailers. These are not small boats and they are really moving when they hit the trailer. Right when they hit, the guy running the tractor pulls forward some to soften the impact.
They, this guy jumps off the back of the tractor and hooks up the boat to the trailer. Wouldn't you just love to have his job? Poor Guy. I think I'd rather be asking people if they wanted fries.
There is a plus side to all this activity. When they clean the fish, state law requires that they through the remains into the surf. Which means lots, as in hundreds, of eagles.
Almost all of the shoreline here is cliffs. When the wind blows the eagles love to soar. I can spend hours just watching the action.
Some folks here claim this is a golden eagle and other say it a yearling bald eagle. Any one want to take a guess?
And this eagle was not camera shy. Most fly off if you get even a little close. Not this one. I was about 30 feet away and it just watched me without a care in the world.
I suppose I should put one picture of Homer in. This is the Homer Spit. It's a tourist town and "The Halibut Fishing Capitol of the World". I thought about going out on a charter until I figure out how much it was going to cost. If I caught something, shipping it home was around $150, which I'd have to do since little freezer in the motor home holds next to nothing and is already full.
There is a plus side to all this activity. When they clean the fish, state law requires that they through the remains into the surf. Which means lots, as in hundreds, of eagles.
Almost all of the shoreline here is cliffs. When the wind blows the eagles love to soar. I can spend hours just watching the action.
Some folks here claim this is a golden eagle and other say it a yearling bald eagle. Any one want to take a guess?
And this eagle was not camera shy. Most fly off if you get even a little close. Not this one. I was about 30 feet away and it just watched me without a care in the world.
I suppose I should put one picture of Homer in. This is the Homer Spit. It's a tourist town and "The Halibut Fishing Capitol of the World". I thought about going out on a charter until I figure out how much it was going to cost. If I caught something, shipping it home was around $150, which I'd have to do since little freezer in the motor home holds next to nothing and is already full.









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Great bird shots!
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