Beside Prince William Sound, between Anchorage and Seward
Day 28 Saturday July 3 - overnight at Anchorage, Alaska
29 Sunday July 4
RT showed signs of engine problems beginning early AM around Anchorage. Sort of
hiccupping brief spells. Later, on the way to Homer, the engine stopped running
twice, I coasted to a stop, and it restarted. At least two other times it
stopped firing but I kept it running by twisting the throttle 4-5 times and it
would begin firing again. Very strange! Then, again in Homer, it stopped,
restarted, then stopped altogether. I called Ken and asked him to bring his
trailer in case the engine won’t start tomorrow. Now the RT is parked in a
campground on The Spit because that’s where it stopped running. Jim gave me a
ride back to the motel. I called the Cross Country Motor Club and they cover
$100 in towing max - not enough to pay for the trip to Anchorage. I won’t
renew that membership! Overnight at Homer, Alaska
30 Monday July 5
am bummed that the RT stopped running yesterday - luckily after we arrived in
Homer, not on the road. But, I’m stuck in the motel until Ken arrives w/his
car and bike trailer. We’ll put the RT on the trailer and pull it back to
Anchorage tomorrow evening, then take it to the BMW dealer Wednesday morning.
thinking vacillates between wanting to sell the RT as soon as I get back to El
Paso, to hoping the mechanic in Anchorage can solve the problem and I can
continue the ride south to Sweetgrass, Montana and beyond. But, I can decide (to
sell or not) after I get back (to El Paso),
- Ken arrived and we got the RT onto the trailer, no problem. We stopped by the
Silver Fox Charters office to confirm our reservations, etc. Then we stopped by
the supermarket for potato chips, cookies, and fruit. We’ll get sandwiches at
the Subway next door to the SFC office in the morning. I can leave my gear in
Jim’s room (since I am not staying tonight here in Homer) until after we get
back from fishing. Overnight at Homer, Alaska
31 Tuesday July 6 –
FISHING - The Halibut fishing charter was fun.
We were assigned to Capt. Tom on a 28ft, twin diesel powered cabin
cruiser boat. It was pretty fast, cruising at 20-21 knots and we stayed up with
the five other SFC boats that left the Spit dock when we did.
The boats caravaned (one behind the other) for an hour or more (I don’t
wear a watch, so the times are approx), then we peeled off to the north for 1/2
hr; then Capt. Tom began watching the sonar looking for a 200 ft shelf on the
bottom. He settled for 225 ft and we anchored. The first line into the water got
a strike almost immediately and it was a keeper, not big, but a nice size. The
rigs were already on the rods and Capt. Tom took a frozen Herring, hooked it
thru the body just behind the eye, then cut the belly open to create some scent.
Then the angler would drop the rig over the side, slowing the runout of the line
off the reel by placing a thumb on the spool. As soon as the weight reached the
bottom, the weight was raised about one foot above the bottom - hopefully right
above a big Halibut who would look up and see his dinner spinning in the
current. There was a strong current flowing when we anchored and the tide turned
while we fished. About 1:30 PM or so, the strikes stopped and we pulled in our
lines, secured the rigs, Tom very skillfully hauled up the anchor, and we
started back for Homer Spit dock. Of the six anglers aboard, only Jim did not
haul in a fish (he had three on the hook, but they got off before he boated
them). Ken caught the biggest, a 52 pounder, and I the next at 48 lbs.
Altogether the three of us caught 186 lbs (before cleaning) and 100 lbs of
filets. We had the fish cleaned and cut into 1 lb packs of steaks or filets,
then vacuum sealed into plastic bags. The company that packed the fish, “Coal
River?” or something like that, took care of the shipping also. Ken took home
47 lbs of steaks and I had the rest shipped to El Paso.
Beautiful halibut - What fun!
had a great time. Ken went forward to a bunk and slept on the way out, and we
ate lunch on the way back. I’m looking forward to eating the fish!
I rode back to Anchorage with Ken and Tarja and Linda (their Golden Lab dog), towing the RT. Jim will ride back solo tomorrow. Overnight at Anchorage, Alaska.