The students studying Japanese at UAA, University of Alaska Anchorage, had an afternoon of Japanese food, green tea, Pikachu, Tai Chai and other activities to try or watch.
Being that my husband, David’s, Dad spent the first 11 years of his life in Japan because his parents were missionaries there., so David has always been interested in Japanese things. They even started a food co-op which the last we heard was still going.
As soon as we got service when we were leaving McCarthy our friends called and asked if we wanting to go camping in Homer. We figured we could kill two birds with one stone. We had promised our little friend, Silas, when we were in Ajo, AZ visiting them that we would walk along the beach in Homer with him while he was visiting his father. So we got home on Sunday and left again on Friday for Homer.
We left our hotel in Brookings, Oregon at 8:20 and headed to Harris Beach.
Harris Beach was named after the Scottish pioneer George Harris who settled here in the late 1880s to raise sheep and cattle. The park boasts the largest island off the Oregon coast. Bird Island (also called Goat Island) is a National Wildlife Sanctuary and breeding site for such rare birds as the tufted puffin.
Who remembers this song? Troglodytes sung by The Jimmy Castor Bunch released in 1972 which was the year before I graduated high school . Guess I just told you my age but who cares it is just a number. Well back to this song. You should check out this you tube
This blog is not about a song but about camping at Bertha Creek in Alaska for the weekend. We used to drive past this campground every time we went to Anchorage from Sterling. My late husband, Charlie, would start singing this song as we passed by Bertha Creek. David, alive husband, and I do the same thing. We even named our truck Bertha. We decided that we were going camping there. So when I picked up the grandkids from Sterling we drove through and Charlie even picked us out a campsite. Oh yea, that is Charlie II, the grandson, not Charlie the dead husband.
Friday morning came and we all piled in the truck, three adults, two kids and one big dog. We headed out to Bertha Creek. We got up into Turnagain Pass we knew it wasn’t far now. We saw the sign.!
Yea, we are here! Oh no, so are other people. There was no one here on Monday. As we made our way through the park, fingers crossed, we look for our perfect camping spot. We come around the bend and there it is, empty. We pull in to one side, so Heather and Dan can pull in next to us later tonight. Dusty sets up the tent for him and the kids.
Now it is time to head down to checkout the creek. To our surprise when we get down there we find a small waterfall.
Grandma and Grandpa took pictures of things like her feet,
grandpa even got his foot in there once, and grandma took pictures of the creek and Dusty playing with the kids there.
We all headed back for some lunch. I found this cool picture to take there.
Yes a sap was taking a photo of sap. The next question; is it better to be a sap or a root?
I’m not sure. What do you think?
Well David and I decided to take a walk down some trails we had seen on the way in. We walked up to the fee area, this is Federal so it is only $14 a night and $7 if you have your gold pass which we have.
Bear country! Oh, no! I always get a kick out of these signs because I think all of Alaska is bear country. When they are walking through the subdivisions all the time in Anchorage, the largest city in the state, wouldn’t you say it is all bear country.
David decided to check out the pump and see if it was still working and it was. We then continued on with our walk.
Yes, we found Bertha Creek. This is where it empties into this river whose name no one seems to know. I will find out some how.
We then headed back to camp and sat by the fire for a while with a beer. Dusty and the kids came back from their walk. They told us about a bench up on top of the hill by our camp with a great view. We went there the next morning.
Everybody brought back a little firewood. We sure didn’t want to run out because how could we drink our beer without a fire.
Anyway they also told us about another trail on the other side of the highway. They said they saw some people panning for gold, well they had sluice boxes. I guess you would say they were looking for gold. We all thought that would be fun to do after lunch. So as we were eating one of the kids goes come look at these worms. Reighly already had a pet green worm she named catty but it had got away. It fell off her finger. We all go to have a look and this is what we saw.
We watch them all weekend as they slowly eat away the leaf.
Now our next adventure across the road and up the trail. First we stop at this bridge that goes nowhere. You can smell the creosote, so you know it is new. You cross the bridge and see a road for maybe 100 ft then nothing. Oh well the mystery road I guess or should I say bridge.
Across the highway we go. The first thing we come across is this cool firepit.
The gold miners were all gone, so we had the whole area to ourselves which was nice. We all went exploring.
As we are walking on the trail we saw blueberries. David and I decided to come back the next morning and pick some while the kids were asleep. We got up and went picking on Sunday. Alice got a little bored. She doesn’t think standing in one area for a while is hiking. I guess she doesn’t know the difference in hiking and picking.
Well we thought it was worth getting rained on. The Picking Was Good!
While we were there we got some nice mushrooms photos. Never thought I would be looking for mushrooms for a photo op.
We also got some nice flower photos.
The rain stopped before we left, so the tent got to dry out before it got packed up. We packed up and headed home.
Good-Bye Bertha Creek.
I guess I should let everyone know that the Flat Ole Hippies couldn’t come with us because they had other plans. Hopefully, they can come with us next weekend. We are planning to go to Seward if all goes well.
I don’t understand how I can have a relaxing weekend out camping. I slept great and went for a nice walk. I sat by the campfire and played games at the table. It was such a nice, quiet weekend. We got home and the boys helped me unpack the camper which was not hard because I have it set up for the summer now. I came upstairs and sat down to work on my pictures when I fell asleep and didn’t wake up for 4 hours. By then it was after 8. We stayed up a while longer then went to bed to read. That is my excuse for not blogging yesterday.
Today I finally just got the photos done from the camping trip. Which was on my list, so I checked it off. I am liking this list thing because I seem to be getting a lot more done. There are several things I didn’t get done today, so they will move on to tomorrow.
I hope you enjoy the photos of our camping trip to Kings River, Alaska. We will be going back here in the fall to pick berries. There are lots of 4 wheeler trails if you have one. People are always out there riding. There a quiet a few that just come for the day. This isn’t a regular campground like with outhouses and conveniences. It is just where people have camping for years. In the fall it isn’t only good for berries, it is also good for hunting. With all the 4 wheeler trails they can get back in there and get a moose.
Walking on trail at Kings River, Alaska
Of course, my chicken dog, Alice, was with us. She loves camping. She will get into the water a little and she loves going on hikes. One thing she does that I think is funny she always pees in the water. Alice, shocked us when the dogs from another campsite came over to visit and she didn’t run. She actually let them smell her and she smelt thing. I believe they became friends. When Bogart got there, he kept trying to go make friends and we would call him back when he started sneaking off. He did get away with it a couple of times. Alice would let us know by barking every time he would start working is way out of the camp. It was pretty funny her telling on him.
Today was my weigh in day. I lost 1.2lbs. That was good because I think the beers may have been a little over my carb intake should have been. At least I lost and I still feel good about this diet. I made us lettuce taco’s tonight and we like it.
Well I am off for today. Hope everyone has a good night.
This was going to be our last road trip of our vacation. I decided we needed to go to another geothermal bath. I knew I had read about one so I located it and marked our route on the map. This time I didn’t have to find back roads because that is what you had to take to get there. I packed us a lunch and had in may mind this nice private place to enjoy our last soak.
we took about a two hour drive down gravel roads some of which are called F roads, which weren’t as bad as some we have driven down in Alaska, not sure what the F stands for. You can imagine though we did have fun with it. We were saying things like I will drive down any F-ing road I want. We finally reached Fjallabak Nature Reserve where the hot bath is supposed to be that we are going to. Off we go to drive down another F-ing road.
Fjallabak Nature Reserve was established in 1979. The Nature reserve is 47.000 hectares and is over 500 meters above sea level. The land is mountainous, sculptured by volcanoes and geothermal activity, covered by lavas, sands, rivers and lakes.
I have to say that on our road trip so far we had only a couple of cars that passed us. Then we hit the top of a hill and around the corner there were several other cars stopped to take photos. We did the same and while we were there even more cars came and stopped. I am starting to thing these people had the same idea I had about getting away from the people and having a nice soak.
We made it too Landmannalaugar in the Highland. I was in for a big surprise when we got there. The place was packed. There were cars and buses all over the place. I was thinking it was a whole river that you could use but it was just a small spot where the hot water mixes with the cold.
Landmannalaugar (the people’s pools) is a geothermal paradise, replete with rainbow-colored rhyolite mountains and bubbling hot springs, where wispy plumes of steam rise off the volcanically heated waters. It has been a resting place for travelers for many centuries and Icelandic people have traditionally used it as a stop off point when they cross the highlands, which is where its name originates from.
This makes it sound so romantic. I wouldn’t call it that because to get the warm water you have to be in the area where the river runs into the small pond. This is the point that everyone gathers. It was a beautiful setting though.
When we got there the first thing I had to do was hit the toilet. It was becoming urgent. We got to the bathroom and we saw a sign that you have to get a day pass to use it. After paying our 500 Krona or $4.68 and getting our wrist bands I could have some relief. We enjoyed our picnic lunch outside at a picnic table, a first for us because we had been eating on the road. You could eat inside a clear plastic, covered area. We then noticed that if you wanted to shower after your soak you had to get a ticket to scan which was another 500 Krona. We decided we were going to go for that too, so our free soak cost us a total of 1000 Krona or $9.36. We changed and headed for the bath down the wooden walkway.
At the end of the walkway was a platform where you can leave your things while in the pool. Some of the people were changing out there, so if you want to save the 1000Krona you can do without the toilet and shower. We climbed down the few stairs to the water which was very clear, cold and had a gravel bottom. If you have tender feet like David you may want to wear water shoes. The water was about thigh deep. it is just a short walk to the where the warm water flows into the cold pool. We sat amongst the people who were from many different countries. We enjoyed listening to the many languages. As people leave you move closer to where the hot water pours into the cold. You can feel when the heat comes up from the ground because the stream will get hotter. I have to admit that the scenery is beautiful. This is not one of our favorite hot baths but it was unique and well worth going to.
Landmannalaugar (the people’s pools) is a geothermal paradise, replete with rainbow-colored rhyolite mountains and bubbling hot springs, where wispy plumes of steam rise off the volcanically heated waters. It has been a resting place for travelers for many centuries and Icelandic people have traditionally used it as a stop off point when they cross the highlands, which is where its name originates from.nt countries. It was fun listening to all the different languages. As people leave you move closer to the hot stream. We enjoyed it but we would not call it the best one we had ever been too. It was the cheapest though.
There were some beautiful flowers and some cute little birds in the creeks.
After our shower we headed home a different way. The way we came home was quicker but I could see why they recommend a 4X4. There were a couple of water crossings but nothing bad. I do imagine that in the spring it can get really bad. I now see why there are so many trucks with the big tires on them now. They must spend time in the highlands.
Road in Iceland
It started raining on us again on the way home. We got up in the clouds as we climbed over the mountains back to civilization. We stopped in Selfoss to get to get some supper and headed back to the apartment to call it a night.
We decided to go look at the south coast of Iceland. Of course, we didn’t get to do the whole thing because of time. We headed out on this beautiful sunny day, our first, to find a nice sandy beach to walk on. We didn’t find any sandy beaches but we found volcanic beaches which were still just as amazing.
First stop before we even got into the car I wanted to get photos of these pretty flowers. I had been looking at them and today I took the time to smell the flowers.
Then off we went on our next road trip. If you haven’t notice we try to take all the back roads.
Our first stop was a nice lake. I had to take photos of some the hills that surrounded us because lines in the rocks are amazing.
We went looking for a lighthouse which meant driving down this old dirt road and never found it. What we did find though was well worth the trip because I had never seen so many sea birds nesting in the cliffs before. Iceland claim to have more birds nesting in their cliffs than anywhere else.
Off we went to find another lighthouse. This one we did find and a church, which are all over this country. Most of them seem to be built pretty much the same and a lot are on people’s farms. Also, I just could not get over how such tiny flowers can grow in all the lava rocks.
Our next stop was at the end point of the greatest lava flow on earth since the end of the last Ice Age.
Then we found another lighthouse and a road to the beach.
We saw all these white birds in a field, which we think are some kind of goose due to all the honking. I also finally got a couple photos of the Icelandic horses, which are the size of a pony.
We decided we should probably start heading back. So we stopped to take a picture of one last river flowing into the ocean and off we went home.
We of course found a road we had not been on yet. We were following along the bottom of Lake Pringvallavatn.