Saturday, 6 August 2011

Sunshine and Barefoot on Bishop's Beach

     While the hurricane wakeup left a sour taste in our mouths, we went back to the beach at 6 am and while typing out the blog we watched the sunrise. The wind finally died down slightly and we setup camp again to try and dry it out. We crawled into bed around 7 am and napped for a few hours. Waking up, I crawled out of the tent while the wind was still howling outside. To my surprise the sun was shining and the sky was blue. I excitedly woke Ricki since this was the first time we had seen sunshine in a long time. We packed up our now dry tent and went to a local cafĂ© where I had a delicious BLT and pasta salad for breakfast. Being extremely tired from the lack of sleep we decided that the best course of action would be to stock up on coffee and enjoy the day of sunshine. First we decided to take a scenic route; driving up Skyline Drive we got an amazing view of the spit, ocean and the surrounding mountains, glaciers and one volcano off in the distance.


     Driving back into the city we explored  beach Bishop's Beach during low tide in search of a starfish (Ricki loves them). After a few hours of searching we were unable to find any but enjoyed the sunshine and the beach which lightened our spirits and made us forget how tired we were.



Can You Spot Ricki?!?!

     Heading back to the car we drove down to the spit again, this time we bought some warm clothes at the local shops. Ricki found herself a nice new wool coat and I found a wool toque lined with fleece which I have not taken off since then. The local art at many of the shops kept us occupied for hours, and we even checked out how much it would cost to FedEx some seafood back home. After we found out that shipping previously frozen King Crab to Vancouver Island was going to cost upwards of $300 we decided against it. Sorry guys. We played on the beach some more watching boats come in to the harbour and the waves crashing on the beach.





     We also stumbled upon a very eccletic collector of some very old boats on the Spit. We couldnt help but take some pictures of this home...and collection.






     Walking the local pier we enjoyed the many different boats that were docked there. From massive fishing boats, to boats that looked like they were out of mad max, and even rainbow boats. On this side of the bay the wind was calm, the sun warm, and the boats and dock atmosphere was interesting. Life couldn’t be better. 










      We first decided against spending another night on the beach, so we checked out the local campground. Here we had lunch which consisted of scrabbled egg wraps with peppers, ham, lettuce and fried onions. Cruising through the campground which was all full we headed back to the beach to check out some other campgrounds there that were a bit more sheltered. Each one cost upwards of $20 for a tent so we decided to put on our new warm clothes and head back to the spit where we got beat-up by the wind the night before. Once arriving we were the only people brave enough to spend another night (or stupid enough) so we ended up getting the tent site for free.  We watched our first sunset, had a beer and called it a night.


     Dinner was a fajita stew (since we ate all our wraps at lunch oops) that consisted of all our veggies and beef that we had marinating from yesterday. We also made biscuits over the fire which turned out to be fairly delicious. While cooking over the fire is a lot of fun, I ended up burning the stew that stuck to the side of our cast iron pan. Oh well. Cleaning the pan we simply put it back on the fire and let it all burn out, while we stunk out the entire beach we didn’t have to do any scrubbing.



    The night on the Homer Spit beach this time was awesome. The wind died down over night and we woke up to calm seas with partial clouds. We packed up our tent while it was still dry, made a quick breakfast and headed to the local farmers market to stock up on food. Ricki ended up only buying some coffee flavored lip chap and we decided to buy more groceries at our next stop in Kenai, where we hope to indulge in fresh local seafood and produce.