There is Hope

I was not sure what to expect from Hope when we left Anchorage. I knew it was a quaint town on the water of the Turnagain Arm, but nothing prepared me for just how cool it is. The entire town consists of a cafe, a bar, a gift shop, and a few cabins sprinkled about. Not much else exists here… but for very popular location to do some fishing.

A small RV park – really just a parking lot – takes up the majority of the parking area beside the Cafe and Bar. Here we have been staying the past few days. We took the corner site with nothing blocking our view across a huge expanse of grassy marshland, over the Turnagain Arm, and to the mountains behind.

I can’t help but feel that this is the Alaska I have been looking for; small town, big views, and ever changing weather – mostly in degrees of windiness. If I were a fishing type of guy, I would be in heaven for sure. We have walked the town each day and though it offers nothing new to the senses on the return walks, it still makes me breath easy each time.

Moose has been loving the tall grass that is our front yard. He runs in it multiple times each day, jumping up high enough to clear the grass to see where his next jump will land, then sink below the waiving blades for a moment only to pop back up again. He really enjoys the grass more than he should. He must have some Jack Rabbit in him.