NOTE: Unfortunately, this fishing trip didn't involve either the McKellars or the Nobles. Still a good time, though. It was a charter fishing trip to Homer, Alaska in 1977 with my dad, myself, and a couple of doctor friends, also from Bassett Army Hospital (Ft. Wainwright). We fished rivers and lakes (summer and winter) and now it was time to try out the open ocean!
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Homer harbor
The docs are demonstrating the medicinal benefits of Olympia Beer. It's the water, boys. And a lot more!
We're ready to give them fishies hell! But first, hot dogs.
Our backup plan in case we didn't catch any fish? Or a reflection of my mood at the time because I had to wear those pants?
Homer Spit. Yep, that's what the area is called.
Searching for messages in bottles and Skull Mountain. Turns out the docs played a little prank on me...there is no Skull Mountain.
Dammit.
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