Alaska, the Last Frontier - Summer 2012 travel blog

Homer harbor panorama



Elephant Rock

hole through Gull Island

hole in rock

the line up


phantom volcano

hole in rock

welcome to the Yukon!

chain saw sculpture

flowers in boots

homes on stilts

Sledovia home

Seldovia panorama

Although native tribes were already in the area, Seldovia was founded by the Russians who named the place after the Russian word for herring. No one is fishing for herring here today, so I'd guess that they were fished into oblivion. It's harbor is open year round and it was another one of those spots that the gold miners sailed to on their quest for fortune in the Anchorage area. During the gold rush the town had over 2,000 people; today it has less than 300. Its tide typically rises and falls 26 feet so the waterfront homes and buildings were perched on stilts. People walked the beach from building to building during low tide, but during high tide the water came up all the way to their front doors. So a boardwalk was built behind the buildings. This worked fine until the infamous Good Friday flood in 1964, which wiped the place out. The town was rebuilt, but only a small, picturesque section of boardwalk remains. The only way to get to Seldovia is by plane or boat; it has just sixteen miles of road.

We sailed Kachemak Bay to Seldovia on a beautiful day past picturesque rock formations and islands. Many of the islands are part of Kachemak State Park and had cabins to rent on small sandy beaches. Colorful kayakers were paddling from inlet to inlet. We saw a nice assortment of the sea bids that have become familiar to us after taking many such boat tours. The snow covered volcanos loomed in the distance, looking like mirages.

Perhaps because Seldovia is not on the road, it is a charming, quaint, unspoiled town. The local eateries had geared up to serve us all lunch efficiently so we'd have time to explore. Many of the homes were decorated with artistic collections of junk - rusty steel implements, flowers planted in old bathtubs, railings festooned with dilapidated buoys. A local chain saw carver exhibits his creations all over town. Flowers bloomed in every yard, often in unusual containers. Flowers here seem to appreciate the cool temperatures and frequent rain much more than we have. As we walked around town we couldn't stop taking pictures. Alaska charm at its best.

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