We arrived back at Homer right on time and got unloaded. But even with everything going right, we didn’t drive off the ferry until 9 am. And we had completely forgotten that Soldotna, where the oil change appointment was, is 90 minutes away from Homer.
And I needed a latte.
And we decided we should probably drop the camper at the same campground we stayed at on our way down.
(We like to keep things exciting.)
So we were like 45 minutes late for our appointment. Which, honestly, didn’t really matter because they were so short staffed we probably would have just waited longer than the 4 hours we DID have to wait if we had arrived at 10.
We walked to a restaurant for breakfast but missed the cut off and had lunch instead. It was pretty bad. And let me just say this: Soldatna is INSANE. Busy. Super high prices. Crazy drivers. Clueless rental camper drivers. It’s not a place I’d want to stay. It’s a place to get out of!
We walked to the grocery store and shopped.
We sat outside Midas. We sat inside Midas. We waited.
And eventually it was done. We drove back down to Ninilchik River campground where the camper was and climbed into our waders to go fish Deep Creek.
We fished. We walked. We bushwacked. We looked high and low for fish. We walked all the way from the highway bridge to the mouth of the river where it meets the bay.
Nada.
Just when we think we are getting a handle on this Alaskan fishing thing, we get schooled. Are we supposed to be fishing with the tides? Where are the salmon? You usually at least see lumbering salmon…
WHO THE HECK KNOWS! We gave up.
It was raining and raining and raining. Both awnings out for the first time ever. More Italian sausage. More pasta. We have the campground entirely to ourselves. Isn’t that weird? We think it’s weird. Maybe even a little creepy.
Halibut fishing in the morning. Call time: 5:30 am *sigh*
Michael Stephan says
Do you suppose that the naked boy will one day compete on the show “Naked & Afraid”?