

We went back to the Spit the next day and went to the Salty Dawg and had a shot of Jack at 11:30A for my sake. I spent more time than I want to admit at the Dawg during my first summer in Alaska. It was worth the reaction of the locals in the bar. Ann did mention that we were from Seward - making it a little better that we were local tourists, rather than from the lower 48.

We then spent the next hour shopping on the Spit and trying not to breathe on anyone.
Here we are shortly afterward getting lunch at Cosmic Kitchen.









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