Out the Road

A little Google Maps visual aid for ya - Our house
at the top of the map, and the restaurant at the bottom

That's what folks around here call it when you drive even just a little bit outside the city of Kodiak - Out the road.  I thought it was kind of funny when I would over hear someone saying something like, "Oh, I'm out the road right now, I'll call you later."  But that's exactly where we were a few weeks ago.

Last month, we went to a fancy for Kodiak restaurant to celebrate the hubby's 43rd birthday.  Fancy for Kodiak is dinner at the Olds River Inn.  It was my first time there, but it won't be my last.

The Olds River Inn is about 40 minutes from the base and it definitely qualifies as out the road. It's a winding drive through the mountains and along the coast, and has some beautifully rugged mountain views from the windows in the dining room.

The view from our table

I joke and say fancy for Kodiak, but it really is a nice place to go to dinner.  I wish it was closer to town - I'd go much more often if it was.  I chuckled a little when I saw the sign outside the door, though.  So maybe fancy for Kodiak is pretty accurate!

We had tasty meals - bacon wrapped halibut poppers for an appetizer, steaks for dinner, and a little cheesecake for birthday dessert.  An attempt at NY style cheesecake...but not exactly legit.  That's okay, it was still good - and I'll take what I can get.  Especially in the cheesecake department.

The atmosphere has a warm, comfortable vibe, and I love the wood tones and the fireplace.  It feels like a place you'd want to go hang out at when it's cold.  Convenient, right?

Inside the Olds River Inn

I spent part of our evening convincing the hubby that he isn't in fact old at forty three.  Caution:  cliche alert, but I can honestly say that I think we're both in the prime of our lives.

We're healthy, we're active, we're young-ish.  Feeling old is what makes you old!  I know he doesn't really think he's old.  Despite the emerging crow's feet & gray hair on both of our parts.  Well, not so much the hair part for him!  That ship sailed a long time ago.  Alright, I'll get off my age is just a number soap box now.
 
We have plans to take a drive out to the Olds River again some time this winter, and book a night at the cabins they rent.  It's dog friendly, so we can cart the Pugbull along with us and have a cozy winter night.  I'm envisioning a comfy cabin and snuggling by a fireplace.  You know...out the road. 

Ta-ta for now.

It's a little blurry - I blame the waitress and her shaky hands.  Happy birthday, my Love.