This will probably be my last sunset photo
July 6th
Exploring Hoonah
It was a half-hour dinghy ride to Hoonah from Neka Bay and
poor Diane had the bumpiest seat at the bow of the boat. We hit some hard waves,
and she felt every one of them. She definitely got the “E-Ticket” ride.
Hoonah is rather a sleepy town and really not set up for
cruise ships, it seems. Small ships dock at the point and wait for clearance
into Glacier Bay. We had a pleasant “walk-about” with the guys heading to a
hardware store (such a surprise) and the ladies checked out the churches, totem
carving exhibit, school and the one shop of treasures we could find.
The menfolk had a mission… to find a thermostat for the
engine, and they finally found one from a shirtless fellow at a marine supply
who after some time dug it out of one of his containers. Diane and I walked to
the grocery store and found a bar called “The Office” along the way where we
met the men for an Alaskan Amber beer. Diane and Mike checked out he hardware
store near the bar, and David and I went ahead to “The Fisherman’s Daughter” to
meet them for lunch. We made sure to hit the liquor store before taking off.
Alaskan Amber at "The Office" Bar
For David, the main reason for going to Hoonah was to visit
the old cannery by the cruise ship docks. The buildings have been spiffed up
for the tourists, and there is also an Adventure Center which has a zipline
which we never saw operating.
We took the dinghy to the point but found no where to tie
up. The buildings looked deserted and when we asked a family on the beach, we
were told that it was closed and that it only opens when a cruise ship is in.
One would arrive tomorrow. That was disappointing.
I took the bow seat on the way back to our boat and
experienced, as Diane did, quite a ride. In our old dinghy I would have been
soaked as well as bounced around, but I managed to stay dry until David “came
in hot” and I got a major splash.
When we made the turn into the bay, we could see the crab
boat near the Belle, and when we finally reached our boat, it had exited the
area. Last night when Mike and Dave checked our pots, they found at least eight
crabs in one of the pots and left them there overnight. When they went back out
soon after our return, they found both traps empty. The crabbers most likely
helped themselves. We have never had that happen before, and it was maddening.
They probably felt entitled to them since it is their livelihood. Don’t care.
Not nice. In Wrangle we were told that shrimp boaters would cut the line of
non-commercial traps so we did not drop our shrimp pot.
Mike worked on our water maker which was giving us fits and
got it operational again. Diane bought a sourdough cookbook and starter in
Hoonah and 36 hours later we were enjoying a scrumptious streusel coffee cake.
David used it to make sourdough bread in the cast iron pot and Diane made
brownies, as well. We will be enjoying all our new recipes in the coming days.
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