Day 39- In Anchorage

This morning we woke to a steady rain. Carl snapped the TV on and we found the Sox- Mariners game on at 10:00 in the morning. That means at home, it’s a get away day or afternoon game. I love it. The only probable was we had to check out before the game was over. The guy at checkout told us we could listen on a local radio station. Trouble with that was it was an AM station and we could listen for about 25 miles. When we ran out of signal, the Sox were winning 10-3. When I lost the signal, I did a channel scan and found a local station playing Hawaiian music. That was strangest of all. Our route of travel today was to continue down the Seward Highway, along the Cook Inlet and head down the Kenai Peninsular to Seward where we will be staying for a few days. The ceiling is still heavy and low. On both sides of us are massive mountains, swiftly flowing rivers and streams and tidal waters. I have asked Carl to pull into several of the turn out spots to try to salvage some photographs and one of them is at Beluga Point. It’s my understanding there are several pods of seasonal residents in the area. I figured they were probably all further north in the nutrient rich waters. I make the decision, due to the miserable visibility and rainy conditions to pass up going up to Portage Glacier and the Alaska Conservation Park. We will be passing these place on our way back up the peninsular in a week or so. There’s also a waterfall I want to check out when the weather’s a bit nicer. About 35 miles outside of Seward, traffic, which has been pretty thick, ground to a stop. A few minutes later, the line began to move very slowly and we began to see why the stoppage. A tractor trailer hauling crushed cars was laying on it’s side in a very busy intersection. It was unclear just what happened, maybe a binder let go, maybe his load shifter as he rounded the corner, but no matter what happened, there he was laying on his side, spilling fuel all over the place. The driver appeared unhurt but I’ll bet he’ll have “some ‘splaining to do, Lucy”. The rest of the trip into Seward was uneventful and after a quick trip to town, alright we missed our turn, we arrived at the Seward Military Reservation Resort which will be our base of operations for the next 8 days. We’re in hearing distance of the Alaska Railroad and the Cruise ship harbor. There is a rather large mountain just behind us but right now it’s cloud obscured. There are 40 RV parking spots with water, electric and cable hookup but no sewer. We’re all military here so I guess it’s okay to be this close in case you need to air out the “family linen” . Carl and I will spend the next few hours planning out what we’ll be doing while we’re on the Kenai. Carl has fishing on his mind and I want to photograph fishing of another sort, brown bear fishing, that is.