July Travel - Part Two
Part One: Valdez and Cordova Day One)
CORDOVA (Day 2-Sunday)
Unfortunately, we didn’t sleep very well our first night in Cordova. The room was quite warm, despite turning the thermostat all the way down. When we opened the window to get some fresh air, the noises of the night (people walking by, fisherman heading to work early), woke Steve and he had to close the window - which made the room hot again. He also missed sleeping with a fan for “white noise”. I, on the other hand, can sleep through just about anything, to include noise. But I can’t sleep if I’m too warm. Once Steve closed the window, I became uncomfortable and slept fitfully. It was not a good night for either of us.
Because it was Sunday, there weren’t any restaurants open in town. We had a microwave in our room, and the hotel manager suggested that Steve run to the local grocery store and pick up a few microwaveable breakfast bowls. When he came back to the room, he had a box of Jimmy Dean sausage and egg sandwiches (frozen), and two boxed breakfast skillets. It wasn’t exactly fine dining, but it calmed our growling stomachs.
Steve also came back to the room carrying a fan. It seems our room was supposed to have a fan in it, and for some reason did not. I was thankful that it would be cooler for sleeping the rest of our stay.
The weather was damp, but it wasn’t pouring. Rain fell intermittently, but when it wasn’t actually falling from the sky, it seemed to hang in the air around us. We decided to go exploring, and planned to check out just about every road in town. There aren’t that many.
First we drove out to the Orca Adventure Lodge. The lodge is a converted cannery on the Cordova waterfront, about 2 miles from town and the ferry. We discovered that they did serve meals there on Sunday, but the meals were scheduled for narrow windows of time, which wouldn’t have worked for us anyway.
On the way to the lodge, we passed by several canneries. Workers were hard at work; the fishing industry never rests, it seems. I loved the way the buildings were constructed high on stilts, or wooden pilings, perched over the water. The textures and colors of the wood, metal roofs, brightly colored paint, and kayaks - in contrast to the deep forest green of the tall spruce trees - were breathtaking. The misty morning added to the mood and the intensity of the colors.
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