We got up this morning and decided to was time to leave Seward and the hooligans behind. After all, they are just sardines on steroids. There’s a lot more of Alaska to see and we are eager to see it! The salmon run won’t start in earnest for several weeks here, and we don’t want to wait. We are saying goodbye to the hooligans with this pictorial salute.
Leaving Seward, we drove back 37 miles to Tern Junction, where Highway 1 and Highway 9 intersect. On the way we went through Moose Pass, a cute little community with a sense of humor. The water mill drove the grinding wheel and the sign was very appropriate.
We turned west on Highway 1, the Sterling Highway, and crossed the Kenai River. The water is the same shade of blue as Jerry‘s eyes ( awwww!) and just gorgeous. The river is world famous for its king salmon for which the record is 97 pounds. As we all know, I have a thing for bears, even Smokey. However, this guy with his paw in the air is my favorite so far. I would love to have him in my front yard!!