Land of the Midnight Sun

Circadian rhythms notwithstanding it's difficult to comprehend so much light late at night. This photo was taken from the window of my room at midnight. It's a good thing I've gone to sleep with the lights on for so many years or I might have had difficulty falling into restful bliss. No, I don't need a night light. My pretty wife likes to read at night. I like to sleep at night, so I've learned to adapt. I think there's a conspiracy going on. Whenever I go fishing or camping it usually turns into something unexpected. I heard today that this is the coldest July on record. It can't be me bringing this bad luck, so somebody else must be following me! I'll try and ditch him tomorrow. Some venturing today, a little fishing and a couple of really expensive burgers rounded out this day. Tomorrow, a little more fishing then off to Anchor Point, around 35 miles north of Homer. Why is it named Anchor Point? Glad you asked. Captain Cook, the same guy who explored Our Favorite Paradise, also explored this area hence the name Cook Inlet. Caught in a storm they lost their anchor near the point where the river flows into the inlet. Nifty how them cartographers came up with names for all those places, isn't it? Thank goodness it's cloudy tonight. Time to catch up on lost sleep!