Friday after school we headed down to Homer where we stepped abroad the Danny J, a wooden boat that took us on a 45 minute ride across Kachemak Bay to the very small town of Halibut Cove. Halibut Cove has a population of about 125 and is home to many fishermen and artists. They are well known for two art galleries, all work by local artists, and the Saltry Restaurant. We had been told on a number of occasions that the Saltry Restaurant is very much worth the trip and indeed it was. We were fortunate to try local seafood from the area, crab stuffed rock fish and seafood cannelloni with shrimp and scallops. I can easily say that the crab stuffed rock fish was the best meal I had ever had in my life. First, if you’ve never tried rock fish you need to, it is a delicious white, buttery fish. Inside the rock fish of course was the crab stuffing. The fish sat on top of a mashed sweet potato and Golden Nugget potato blend. On top of everything was a thick cream sauce. With food like this, eating could easily become a hobby.
On our trip over to Halibut Cove, a tufted puffin was swimming about 6 feet from our boat. We also saw a sea otter bobbing up and down through the water. Halibut Cove itself was a very quaint town, the majority of it sitting on two islands connected by an isthmus. After supper we were able to walked the island boardwalk and take in the two galleries. We also did some short hiking at the top most point of the island, walking on dirt paths and past horse pastures. It had a very Anne of Green Gables feeling to it…the lush grass, dirt paths, and salty ocean water. After spending just a few hours at Halibut Cove, our boat departed back to Homer. Although it was cloudy, we did get to see a bit of the sunset as well as a playful sea otter about 10 feet from our boat.
On Saturday and Sunday we biked down to the beach, which is about a mile from our home and walked the shoreline. We saw a new species of bird. I think they were some type of plover migrating through. They were travelling in small flocks, quickly running along the shoreline, digging with their beaks in the mud. They reminded me a lot of the way a killdeer moves. We also saw a large hawk with a bright reddish-orange underside. Although our Saturday walk was windy and overcast, Sunday was beautiful. The skies were clear in the morning, giving way to a beautiful view of Mount Spur, Mount Redoubt, and Mount Illiamna.
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