Hyder, Alaska (and Stewart, British Columbia)

Adventures with Abby

The top photo was snapped from the estuary adjacent to me cabin at the wonderful Ripley Creek Inn. The next three were snapped from just outside the cabin.

What is my #1 reason to drive from South Louisiana to Hyder, Alaska? Diana and Jim Simpson have an absolutely wonderful business. He goes out and fishes for halibut (and other delicious seafaring creatures) and Diana fries it up and plates it at “The Bus.” It is iconic, and a rare treat! The fresh halibut is without question or hesitation the best in the world, served in the most laid back setting you can imagine.

When Danielle and I were here in 2019 we camped nearby at Camp Run-A-Muck and ate at The Bus every chance we got. I’ve shared pics from that trip in earlier posts.

Diana used to prepare and serve out of the iconic bus. After sitting for two years while the fear of covid gripped the world, the health inspector couldn’t approve it to reopen. The solution was to institute the kiosk you see about. Did you read the sign about what happened to the shrimp?

They were delicious!

As I sit on my front porch in South Louisiana with Abby at my feet on a Sunday afternoon, I’m seriously considering modifying this summers itinerary to fetch some halibut at The Bus. My only slight hesitation is that the salmon don’t run en-mass until mid August. I’m not sure I want to be gone that long. We’ll see.

What does the salmon running have to do with the price of tea in China? Well, if the salmon don’t show up, neither do the bears. I have more bear pictures in the queue. It’s my second most favorite reason to make the trek to Hyder, Alaska, the friendliest little ghost town you know.

The view from my cabin bedroom window on one side.

The view from the other.

Ripley Creek really is a unique Inn… for unique guests. That would be us!

https://ripleycreekinn.com/

My nightstand.

There’s the “Near e-mail limit warning again.”

Hey, you never know when the contents of the bottom box will come in handy!

We’ll continue in three days, when we’ll answer the question, definitively,

“Why did the chicken cross the road?”