AWESOME FEATS OF RECORD-BREAKING TOURISM, AND OTHER ASTONISHING REPORTS

Rained all night and well into the morning. Our tent held up swimmingly, you might say. We were camped near the mouth of the Anchor River, near a little one-horse town called Anchor Point. 

Which brings us to today's amazing Alaska fact.  Anchor Point is the farthest west that any U.S. Highway goes.  And to think we were there!  Not only that, but we were also at the farthest north Denny's, which is in Fairbanks. True, we didn't eat there, but we WERE there.

The records just keep on falling.

Speaking of Homer, it has a sand spit extending out about four miles into the bay. It's very narrow and clearly reinforced by rip-Rap and other feats of modern engineering.  And it's crowded with all manner of seafood restaurants, little harbors, campsites, curio shops, and even condominiums. The whole thing looks like it ought to tumble into the sea during the next hard storm. But it seems everybody trusts it will all hold together. It's a bit reminiscent of Ocean City, Maryland, or maybe the boardwalk in Atlantic City before gambling -- or rather, gaming,excuse us -- ruined everything there. Fortunately, no Trumpian gambling casinos have yet moved into Homer to suck them dry.