HOMER, Alaska — Here, in what locals call the Halibut Fishing Capital of the World, the motel rooms have freezers and rental-car agencies charge extra for returning a vehicle with a “fish smell.”
The best time for a beer at the Salty Dawg Saloon on the Homer Spit is 4-7 p.m. “That’s when the people come in and start talking about the big, fat fish they caught,” says Asia Freeman, 36, a Homer native and owner of the Old Town Bed & Breakfast.
Homer, a town of about 4,000 on Alaska’s lower Kenai Peninsula, lies literally at the end of the U.S. highway system where the Sterling Highway (U.S. 1) stops at Kachemak Bay. The halibut catch draws thousands of tourists each year. Seafood processing, fishing boats and charter operations support the economy, so much so that an outsider might wonder if there’s anything else to do here besides fish.
Take it from Freeman, a painter who moved from India back to her hometown 13 years ago to transform a 1930s general store into a B&B and community art gallery: There’s another Homer….
Homer: the town at the end of the road
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