Ferry To Homer

Two eagles on the hillside as we wait for the ferry to leave. (Click on it or you won't be able o see them.)
Good bye, Kodiak!

Hello Port Lions! (Short stop on the ferry.) The folks in Port Lions have no store, so they take the ferry (about 2 hours one way) in to Kodiak to shop.
Lynn walking Zorro and Schnicklefritz on the Port Lions dock.
Lynn walking Rusty on the Port Lions dock. (That is not a muzzle, it is a gentle leader. Without it, usty walks you insead of the other way around.)
If you look in the hole just above the yellow thing in the center of the picture, you will see the side of our motorhome being loaded onto a turntable, which swings it around then brings it up.
The motorhome is on the turntable at the top.
Starting off the turntable.
Coming off the ferry. Oops, I forgot to rotate the photo.

We got off the ferry and saw the most blue sky we had seen in a week. It got steadily bluer (and warmer) as we drove from Homer to Anchorage and then up to our RV park just east of Glennallen.