Yay! I'm a fan in memory.... because the last time I was here was in 1995. ~ I looked for a write up on this place because I just spent the afternoon with my old friend from that summer - a summer of slingin' fish, drinking copious amounts of anything alcoholic, and flirting with deckhands. So this is an ode to her.
We called this place the T Bar and it sat right off the highway, the perfect place to run-in and have a shot of tequila before piling back into a Honda Civic Hatchback packed with 10 people and heading grocery shopping in civilization (read: Fred Meyers in Soldotna, Alaska). At least that's what my friend used to do. :)
I do remember this was also the place to go to on Monday nights, when the backyard of a bar (and how many bars actually have a backyard?) had a free taco spread that fed all us fish-slime-maggots from the lower 48.
There's a hat collection there that could smoke LIDS under the table, there were baseball caps EVERYWHERE. It was freaky - enough so for me to donate mine at the end of the summer.
P.S. Okay - I lied. I actually stopped by for a shot of something circa 1998 when I actually lived in AK full time and my rooommate's timing belt snapped on a dirt road and we were stuck in Kasilof. read more