Red Eagle Lodge

7/26/2013

Lynn: Today was one of those times that totally amaze me when they happen.  We were very lucky last night to be able to rent a cabin in Chistina (on the Tok cutoff).  There is nothing; I mean NOTHING along that road.  Then there is this little jewel of a place called Red Eagle Lodge.  A retired school principal and his wife own it.  They have a house of their own, where they serve a marvelous breakfast, and a few campsites and cabins.  The cabins are actually old cabins that were once lived in, but they have refurbished them, and they are very cute and comfortable.

We had a great evening there, then in the morning we went to their dining room for breakfast.  There was another couple there, from Denver area, and we all were chatting and having breakfast.  At one point I asked Richard (the owner) about his teaching in remote areas.  I then happened to mention that we have a good friend (Dan Feldhauser) who took a job teaching in the Aleutian islands with his then wife, Sarah, and what stories they had to tell about it. Richard asked what their names were, and it turns out that he was teaching there (King’s Cove) at the same time.  What are the chances of that?  We pulled up Danny’s website, so he could see what fabulous artwork Dan is doing now, and caught him up with what Dan has been doing. 

Randy:  I sure was happy the hook didn't go into the barb so it came out pretty easy.  I had a couple fishing poles in the back of the van, hanging from the ceiling and one had a #4 Mepps on the line. Lynn went back there and somehow got into the Mepps…if it doesn't go past the barb, no foul, right?  We have been staying at all these $20,00 resorts built in the 50’s but we have been paying $100 to $150 a night for them…must be that captive audience thing…not to mention that we are bone tired when we find them.  We were cruising along and I thought I saw a dog up ahead…it turned out to be 4 about a year old Grizzlies; just past the cub stage, on the side of the road… that was in very north BC. 

You know, that old van, Edna, is running like a top and sometime today we crossed over 5,000 miles.  We went to the Copper River today and observed the fish wheels and dip netting for “Reds” (CoHo Salmon).  Little town called Chitina.  There are a couple small lakes on the way into town and I am very much hoping to catch a couple Rainbows for supper; I’ll let you know how that went.  So, OK, I caught 4 Rainbow Trout, and we ate them, and then had a sandwich so we would feel like we had a meal…not a bunch of meat on the Trout I caught.