Saturday June 29th-

Made it to Homer to camp before the ferry. Homer is the cutest little fishing town. They call the one lane road to to the gulf “lands end.” Absolutely amazing views. Unexpectedly, I didn’t have hookups in our spot for the camper because we were in a beachfront spot. Our neighbor let us bum off their site since they were in a tent and not using the RV hookup, so that was nice. We spotted some seals swimming and walked the beach. Felt the most normal I have smelling the salt air. Homer reminded me a lot of Hatteras island on the OBX. We had to switch spots Sunday morning because our site was booked, but the ferry wasn’t until 845pm. In the process of moving, someone swiped my rocking lawn chair, which was a major bummer. We got everything set up with the puppies in the truck and headed to the ferry around 7 pm. They weren’t expecting our camper and how big it is due to the way the Coast guard booked it,  but they were able to accommodate it (with a fee of course) and we made it on the ferry.