The day dawned with the smell of smoke heavy in the air, once more. The sun was shining but despite that, the view of those stunning mountains had disappeared.
Yesterday, was a truly remarkable day for nature photography. But I do get intrigued by human faces as well; people, have always fascinated me.
In the camera club world, it all comes under the title of ‘street photography’, which rather amuses me as both of these were taken on on the high seas.
Just me? Or was there a spooky similarity between this young chap named Jack, and the Swedish actor Björn Andrésen, from the film Death in Venice? Perhaps it was just the long hair? Either way, we both agreed this little dude was going to break a few hearts, in years to come!
Having smelt the smoke, Mary looked up the route condition for our journey tomorrow to Homer, and it’s not looking very good. “Take extra supplies of water and expect delays and if you suffer from breathing difficulties, this journey will probably make them worse. There is a pilot car to guide you through the fog.” was the bottom line. Well, something to look forward to then; 🤭 meanwhile launderette visit number three awaited. We purchased the washing powder at reception and Mary asked about the road to Homer and was told with a broad smile, “It’s open. Well just single file actually, and escorted in groups of just eight cars.” Meanwhile we overheard the other reception lady on the phone, “Yes, they have decided to stay on another night and not make the journey.” All deeply reassuring. Not.
These folk intrigued me; all huddled together on the bow of this boat, to see the glacier, we saw in much more comfort from our boat yesterday.
We got into the lift, sorry elevator, at one point and remarked on the stunning scenery and a chap pushing a baggage trolley (no bell boys here!) asked where we hailed from. “The UK; how about you?” “Oh, I’m from Oklahoma, we ain’t got nothing like this! Have a great trip.” And as the doors closed at floor two and we ascended to floor three, both Mary and I simultaneously burst into, 🎼🎵🎶, “OooOklahoma, where the wind comes sweeping down the plain.” We walked slowly to room 305, musing on the fact of what a missed opportunity this had been. We should have burst into song when he was there 😡 because the chances of meeting another chap in a lift, who says he is from Oklahoma, and being then able to show off our vocal skills, are about as great as seeing a Moose, 🤣 in the five days left we have in Alaska before Vancouver beckons. 🤣😆
The Horned Puffin is on the left and the Tufted Puffin is on the right.
OK, I’ll come clean we did visit the aquarium and those puffins and jellyfish were all in the building! 🤣😆 After a very odd lunch; where as usual, if they ask you if you have finished and you reply yes, the bill is immediately put on the table. No, “Would you like a dessert, another drink”; they simply assume it’s all over. They really are missing a huge trick here, or is it me? We headed off to see another glacier called “exit” and I’ll post pictures hopefully tomorrow. We then filled up with petrol, sussed out the sandwich situation in Safeway’s to grab for our adventure tomorrow. Mary doesn’t quite see it like that! Another comedy conversation; me to reception dude, “Do you have anything to clean shoes with?” (They had got really dusty.) “Pardon me?” “Shoe cleaner, do you have shoe cleaner?” “Shoes?” “Yes, the things that go on the end of your feet.” Blank expression. How many hotels have you seen shoe cleaner stuff in and never used it? Ah, take me back! The answer eventually was try next door! 🥴🥴🥴
The wi-fi is really playing up; so much so that I can’t go on Trip Advisor, to say that I think this hotels wi-fi is appalling. Billed as high speed, as I said before, they are having a laugh. So do not hold your breath in the Harbor 360 hotel for the wi-fi.
Tomorrow to Homer, forest fires permitting. Mary looked again this afternoon and the situation had eased a little and traffic, although still being escorted it is over a smaller distance.
Thanks for reading M & M 🦅🇺🇸🚘 🦅🚗🚗🚗