We left the Palmer area that afternoon and headed toward the Kenai Penisula. Again, the scenery was extraordinary. We continued to see the moose signs everywhere we went. We are certain that, at some time in history, there must have been moose along these highways…just not this month.

At the Turnagain Arm – an easterly extension of the Cook Inlet, it was low tide and the kiteboarders were having a blast. It may be hard to see them from the photos, but there were at least twenty people taking advantage of the low tide and strong wind. There are warning signs all over telling of the dangers of the quicksand after the low tides. On the other side of the highway, there are cliffs at the base of McHugh Peak (elevation is 4300 feet) used by rock climbers for practice days. The space reminded me of the Hood River area in southern Washington.

Months ago, Jorge had read about Miller’s Landing, a small swath of beach at the edge of Seward, Alaska. He looked at me one night in January and said, “I think we are going to camp here.” And, we did. It is an area used mostly by locals and allows you camp right on the beach. Mind you, this is not a typical beach – not the kind we are used to on the Cartagena shores or sandy edges of Lake Coeur d’Alene, this beach looks out onto glacial capped peaks of the Chugach Range across Resurrection Bay. It was unbelievable. We sat on the truck gate that night watching the cruise ship head out in the misty rain and marveled at the multitude of sights we have seen. The best part – tomorrow is another day, and there will be even more to see.

Day 20 – 224 mi…from the state fair to the shores of Resurrection Bay, two very happy campers find peace in the rain.